I said the morning mist is burning slow
Blood on sons and brothers gonna flow
Tomorrow will I live
No, I just don't knowI said the morning comes, we march again
Into the fields of the killing man
I don't know where I'm going
Or just where I've been, where I've beenAt times, I feel so alone, yeah
Hope to find my way back home
Mama, I done asked the Lord
He told me, "Son, yeah, I just don't know"Harvester of pain
No, I ain't the one to blame
Harvester of pain
I've been caught between the blue and the grayYeah, blue and the grayNow I said, mama, I done killed a man
Was told he wasn't part of the plan
Don't worry none
I be getting by best that I canOh yeah, I say every day's a living hell
Oh, the reaper be weavin' his spell
Now a sergeant take me aside
Tell me "Son, peace ain't what we're here to sell"Ain't what we're here to sell, I'm tellin'At times, I feel so alone
Hope to find my way back home
Mama, I done asked the Lord
He told me, "Son, yeah, I just don't know"Harvester of pain
No, I ain't the one to blame
Harvester of pain
I've been caught between the blue and the gray[Incomprehensible]Oh, yeah, at times, I feel so alone
Hope to find my way back home
Mama, I done asked the Lord
He told me, "Son, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah"Harvester of pain
No, I ain't the one to blame
Harvester of pain
I've been caught between the blue and the grayHarvester of pain
No, I ain't the one to blame
Harvester of pain
I've been caught between the blue and the grayBlue and the gray
I ain't the one to blame
Songwriters
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