More Perfect Union

Everyone has had a father
 But my father had a brother too
 Brother who wouldn't do the things
 You hope a brother'd do
 A brother who wouldn't work the land
 Just ran around all day
 And fell down drunken every night
 Not taking time to pray
 Not taking time to pray
 But I never knew the truth
 Of my poor father's brother
 They said my father's brother
 He went out to sea and drowned
 We seldom spoke
 Of my poor father's brother
 My father, he went through that once
 Now he wants to walk around
 He wants to walk around
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 Oh, but I am not my father
 Nor his brother, nor my brother, no
 I am something the likes of which
 Such men have never known
 Oh, and I will neither forgive
 Nor forget the awful day
 That they came and killed our children
 And they took our land away
 They took our land away
 But on the other side
 My radiant lady's waiting
 With a beaconing light
 Shining from her open hand
 Oh, on the other side
 My whole life's a-waiting
 In her glimmering eye
 I'll be another man