John Brown (Remaster) - Bob Dylan
John brown went off to war to fight on a foreign shore
His mama sure was proud of him
He stood so straight and tall in his uniform and all
His mama's face broke out into a grin
Oh son you look so fine I'm glad you're a son of mine
Make me proud to know you own a gun
Do what the captain says lot of medals you will get
We'll put them on the wall when you get home
That old train pulled out john's ma began to shout
Telling everyone in the neighborhood
That's my son that's about to go he's a soldier now you know
She made well sure her neighbors understood
She got a letter once in a while her face broke into a smile
She showed them to the people from next door
They bragged about her son with his uniform and gun
And these things you called a good old fashioned war
Then the letters ceased to come for a long time they did not come
Ceased to come for about ten months or more
Then when letter finally came saying go down and meet the train
Your son is coming back from the waring
She smiled and she went right down she looked up and all around
She did not see her soldier son in sight
When all the people passed she saw her son at last
When she did she could not believe her eyes
Oh his face was all shot up and his hand were blown away
And he wore a metal brace around his waist
He whispered kind of slow in a voice she didn't know
And she couldn't even recognize his face
Oh tell me my darling son tell me what they've done
How is it that you come to be this way
He tried his best to talk but his mouth could hardly move
And his mother had to turn her face away
Don't you remember ma when I went off to war
You thought it was the best thing I could do
I was on the battleground you were home acting proud
You weren't there standing in my shoes
And I thought when I was there lord what am I doing here
Trying to kill somebody or die trying
But the thing that scared me most when my enemy came close
And I saw that his face looked just like mine
Oh Lord Just like mine
And I couldn't help but think through the thunder rolling and stink
I was just a puppet in a play
And through the roar and smoke this string it finally broke
And a cannon ball blew my eyes away
As he turned away to go his mother was acting slow
Seeing the metal brace that helped him stand
But as he turned to leave he called his mother close
And he dropped his medals down into her hand
Oh Lord down to hand
