Southern Brother Blood

I wandered too far from home
My minds too far gone
I ain't got no shoes
I'm gonna lay my gun down

Well I heard the bad news
Now I can rest a while
I've aged twice my time
I've lost all but my horse

Bless the blisters on my hand
One for each of my dead friends
A tear ran down my face
I buried'em all by myself
My Southern Brother Blood

Now with nothing left
And one more rebel yell
I'll ride out to the west
Not to kill
To rebuild