Oh, well we run to the break of day The old man groaned as we rolled away Our women wept as we sped on by We hung our heads low As they raised their flags high
Then we grabbed our guns and we shot away Let's kill our brothers on a Saturday Blood spills out, and our wounds were deep Old Jesse James, well, he won't even take a peep
So then we go on down that road Breakin' your backs and breakin' your souls Breakin' your backs and breakin' your souls Mama said I'd die before I get old
The war is over and the graves were deep The sun was down just like my brother Rim's keep You burned my house and you raped my wife I fall to my knees and I pray to the Lord That I can kill that fucker tonight!
So then we go on down that road Breakin' your backs and breakin' your souls Breakin' your backs and breakin' your souls Mama said I'd die before I get old
Oh, hey there dad, don't you know who I am? No motherfucker, don't give a God damn!
So then we go on down that road Breakin' your backs and breakin' your souls Breakin' your backs and breakin' your souls Mama said I'd die before I get old
Mama said I'd die before I get old Mama said I'd die before I get old Mama said I'd die before I get old Mama said I'd die before I get old Mama said I'd die before I get old