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My Brothers And Me - Black Oak Arkansas
We started off in life so fancy free
We ran in a pack oh my brothers and me
And then we could see where we should be
A place called reality where we could be free
We told our elders all things must be fair
We could be good men and we could have long hair
Turn into the one thing that we all could feel
We lived our music because it was real
We are their spirits
My bothers and me
We are their spirits
And their spirits are free
And their spirits are free
Sent by a challenge in pursuit of a song
A spiritual crusade to compare right to wrong
We are no man's army but a movement quite sure
Our heads quite learned and our hearts quite pure
We are their spirits
My bothers and me
We are their spirits
And their spirits are free
And their spirits are free
And their spirits are free