Once Were Brothers
Robbie RobertsonOriginal | Once Were Brothers - The Waterboys |
ONCE WERE BROTHERS When the light goes out And you can't go on You miss your brothers But now they're gone When the light goes out We go our own way Nothing here but darkness No reason to stay Oh, once we're brothers Brothers no more We lost a connection After the war There'll be no revival There'll be no one cold Once were brothers Brothers no more When that curtain comes down We'll let go of the past Tomorrow's another day Some things weren't meant to last When that curtain comes down On the final act And you know, you know deep inside There's no goin' back Once were brothers Brothers no more We lost our way After the war Can't even remember What we're fighting for When once were brothers Brothers no more We already had it out Between the north and south When we heard all the laughts Comin' out of your mouth But we stood together Like we were next of kin And when the band played dixie (Dixie, dixie, dixie) Dixie marchin' in Once were brothers Brothers no more We lost our connection After the war There'll be no revival There'll be no encore Once were brothers Brothers no more | ONCE WERE BROTHERS When the light went out I carried on I left my brothers and now they're gone When the light went out, though I found my way Out of the darkness, there was a price to pay Once were brothers, brothers no more Our faith in each other died in the war There'll be no revival, there'll be no encore Once were brothers, brothers no more Whеn the curtain came down I let go thе past I broke new ground, left what couldn't last When the curtain came down on the final act I paid the price for never going back Once were brothers, brothers no more Our faith in each other died in the war There'll be no revival, there'll be no encore Once were brothers, brothers no more We already duked it out between the north and south When I heard the shout coming out of your mouth But we stood together 'cause we were kin And when the band played Dixie we came marching in Now the bleachers are empty, the voices are still The stage is deserted and the house on the hill With prospects commanding that we once gazed upon And the last man standing when all the others are gone Once were brothers, brothers no more Our faith in each other died in the war There'll be no revival, there'll be no encore Once were brothers, brothers no more There'll be no revival, no velvet encore Once were brothers, brothers no more Once were brothers, brothers no more |