Lyrics:
do anything else for me,
Just do this for me brother,
Come on home, boy.
I was haulin' this hay to Uncle Joe's farm,
Thought of us barefoot kids in
by (to get by)
You're all (you're all)
I need (all I need)
To get by (yeah, ay)
Check it out
Shorty I'm there for you anytime you need me
For
my brother home at last
While the flagpole by the football field flew the colors half-way down the mast
The wind blew cold and snow was coming down
we at my home all chilling and laughing
And it seemed like Pete was out to go and get some action
I know this brother went over to go and kiss his mum,
Yo, I'm smoother than the Isley Brothers
When I'm on the scene I get feedback
Brothers runnin up, wassup, where you be at?
I be by myself just coolin
and
One of our larger rivers runs by
But it hasn't got the opera in The Met
It hasn't got a famous string quartet
That's why New York's my home
No,
We're gonna get home when we get home
Americana
Americana
We're gonna get home when we get home, ooh
My brother is your brother and my sister
Growing up on the streets of Birmingham
Where your home was pouring and your life was damned
I was a hungry black boy living with the world on my
Last night I went to sleep in Detroit City and dreamed
about the life I left at home
I dreamed about my mother dear old papa sister and brother
I
and brother
And I dreamed about the girl who's been waiting for long.
I want to go home, I want to go home
Oh, how I want to go home.
Home folks think
niggas get the most time in prison
Cause they judge is on their payroll
And day by day steady gainin mo' control
They got us up against the ropes
I dreamed about my mother dear old papa sister and brother
I dreamed about that girl who's been waiting for so long
I wanna go home I wanna go home
and home
I dreamed about my mother dear old papa sister and brother
And I dreamed about that girl who's been waiting for so long
I want to go home I want
was gone
All my brothers, sisters cryin'
For our home felt sad and alone.
Will the circle be unbroken?
By and by Lord, by and by
There's a better home
that's my game
I'm your long lost brother, little sister what's your name
I feel so alone
I'm stranded and so far from home I'm calling
Get up
Or lead the way home for you?
I'm gonna take the sins of my father
I'm gonna take the sins of my mother
I"m gonna take the sins of my brother
Down
To suffer when all hope is denied
Waged down by sorrow, marked by grief
To suffer when all hope is denied
Waged down by sorrow, marked by grief
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
Brother, brother, brother, Lucien, you're like no other
Listen very close 'cause I don't like to boast
Instead, I'll tell the tale of a French who
Brother, brother, brother, Lucien, you're like no other
Listen very close 'cause I don't like to boast
Instead, I'll tell the tale of a French who
a
lower middle class family with only one brother Michael whom I love
dearly. He was five years my senior. My father's nickname was Red which I
could
Peace to the God
Peace Allah
Ayyo there go that brother Grand Puba
I heard that brother got knowledge of self
Yo true indeed brother
Yo let's
the other shit that's goin' in my brain
My brother got out of jail, I only know him by name
He did a nickel and a dime in time, probably be stayin' with my
We were brothers in school
Oh the different paths we've taken
Life can be cruel
Distance kills communication
But when snowflakes fall
Our hometown
.jpg/199px-The_Swon_Brothers_(22156089649).jpg "The Swon Brothers")
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