brother, where are you?
Singer:johnny rivers
a small boy walked down a city street
as he searched the faces of the people he'd meet
or one he could recognize
they told me that you came this way
they said you came this way
the eyes of the people who passed him by
were cold and hard as stone
the small boy whimpered and began to cry
they told me that you came this way
they said you came this way
don't you know i need you now
i'm calling out from the top
of a ten foot pile of knots
'i give a f what kind of file i got'
i'm trying to calculate my damages
from a lifetime of manmade savages
who really prison wooden chips
flush my load in the commo'
you believe in lined lie images
support the crime bills of the president
and get the older generation
so when i whisper as i leave the line of where i was
and yet it seems there are very few
who will answer a brother's call
they told me that you came this way
they said you came this way