He Was My Brother Lyrics

He Was My Brother

He was my brother
Five years older than I
He was my
brother
Twenty-three years old the day he died

Freedom writer
They
cursed my brother to his face
Go home outsider
This town's gonna be your
buryin' place

He was singin' on his knees
An angry mob trailed
along
They shot my brother dead
Because he hated what was wrong

He
was my brother
Tears can't bring him back to me
He was my brother
And
he died so his brothers could be free
He died so his brothers could be free