We fought together, side by side to break the British hold.
We were, as brothers arm in arm; our cause was just and bold.
Our very freedom was at stake in this our glorious land;
A freedom meant for every one; ‘twas God’s intended plan.
As time went by we grew apart, each with our own ideals
Of what it means to be set free; that’s when our fate was sealed.
For many, freedom meant that we had right to liberty.
For others, freedom meant the right to practice slavery.
Refrain:
Oh why could we not stop the turmoil that was sure to be
When people turned against their own in this, our fair country.
Oh why could we not see how much, the suffering we would cause
When brothers turned on brothers in a war that knew no pause.
The war drew on from year to year as blood flowed through the din.
The landscape stunk of ugly death, who once were vital men.
The wives and mothers of the dead were left with nothing more
Than tears and wails, convulsive sobs, and remnants of the war.
The end did come, but what a price was paid with human lives.
Sometimes we need to pause and ask ourselves just why, O why
Could we not see the misery, the folly of our choice
To fight a war among ourselves and kill our men and boys.
We were, as brothers arm in arm; our cause was just and bold.
Our very freedom was at stake in this our glorious land;
A freedom meant for every one; ‘twas God’s intended plan.
As time went by we grew apart, each with our own ideals
Of what it means to be set free; that’s when our fate was sealed.
For many, freedom meant that we had right to liberty.
For others, freedom meant the right to practice slavery.
Refrain:
Oh why could we not stop the turmoil that was sure to be
When people turned against their own in this, our fair country.
Oh why could we not see how much, the suffering we would cause
When brothers turned on brothers in a war that knew no pause.
The war drew on from year to year as blood flowed through the din.
The landscape stunk of ugly death, who once were vital men.
The wives and mothers of the dead were left with nothing more
Than tears and wails, convulsive sobs, and remnants of the war.
The end did come, but what a price was paid with human lives.
Sometimes we need to pause and ask ourselves just why, O why
Could we not see the misery, the folly of our choice
To fight a war among ourselves and kill our men and boys.
