in an hour of need Don't assume that the life you left Is the life you have to lead (chorus) When you come home what you gonna do Oh brother, oh brother
taken in an hour of need, don't assume that the life you left is the life you have to lead. When you come home, what you gonna do oh brother, oh brother
Translation: Taylor, James. Oh Brother.
did my time And it changed my mind I'm satisfied oh. I got so low down, fed up My god, I could hardly move Won't you come on, my brother Get on up and
Oh end this day show me the ocean When shall I see the sea May this day set me in emotion I ought to be on my way We were there We were sailing on the
James Taylor I got holy children to show me the light Singing hallelujah, brother how 'bout you. Yeah, we got a holy scriptures here that prove us to
can you stand there with your broken heart Ashamed of playing the fool One thing can lead to another; it doesn't take any sacrifice Oh, father and mother, sister and brother
the rhythm began in the hiss of the sand We were catching fire again Chorus: Oh boatman, I am the river I am the mountain and the sea Oh boatman, taker
Notes: Jt on sony.com: my brother alex died in '93 on (not for) my birthday. we all went down to florida to say goodbye. the day after we flew home (
there With a tire iron in my hand The rest is all confusion - chorus - More like an animal and less like a man What they leave you ain't worth keeping Brother
on my New York shit Hat to the back on my New York shit (WOO! WOO!) Yeah, I'm on my New York shit (Oh!) Tims with the shorts on my New York shit (Come
of control You bitch ass nigga wit no ice bezeltyne Big James, I?m with my friends in June July, August and September wit my brother Bitch ass nigga whore
