Everyone has had a father But my father had a brother too Brother who wouldn't do the things You hope a brother'd do A brother who wouldn't work the land Just ran around all day And fell down drunken every night Not taking time to pray Not taking time to pray But I never knew the truth Of my poor father's brother They said my father's brother He went out to sea and drowned We seldom spoke Of my poor father's brother My father, he went through that once Now he wants to walk around He wants to walk around Oh, but I am not my father Nor his brother, nor my brother, no I am something the likes of which Such men have never known Oh, and I will neither forgive Nor forget the awful day That they came and k**ed our children And they took our land away They took our land away But on the other side My radiant lady's waiting With a beaconing light Shining from her open hand Oh, on the other side My whole life's a-waiting In her glimmering eye I'll be another man