[ country-folk; co-written by Daniel Muhammad ] Click Here for Free Song Download Back in '68, in a land divided by hate Some picked up a sign, some a gun in answer to the call Headed off to war, what for, no one was really sure No one could see the writing on the wall Me and brother Abel, sittin’ at the table Eatin’ peas an' cornbread and Mom’s warm apple pie The day she got the word, word she’d long since feared A note that said we’re sorry, you’re true love had to die And all that’s left of Daddy is a name on some memorial Can’t we see the writing on the wall? Seems again of late in a land divided by hate Some pick up a sign, some a gun in answer to the call Headed off to war, what for, no one is really sure Seems like no one sees the writing on the wall Yeah, we’re sittin’ at the table minus brother Abel Eatin’ peas an' cornbread and Mom’s warm apple pie Last week she got the word, word she’d long since feared A note that said we’re sorry, your firstborn had to die All that’s left of Abel will be a name on some memorial Can’t we see the writing on the wall? Will we be sittin’ at the table without the son of Abel Eatin’ peas an' cornbread and Mom’s warm apple pie? When she gets the word, word she’s long since feared. . . Will we ever see the writing on the wall? * Veterans Against the Iraq War Military Families Speak Out Vietnam Veterans Against the War The Wall
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