Born and Raised in Black and White

The wind blows hard across the Texas plains

Makes some people go insane

While others quietly pray for rain

That's where we came from

Two boys playing in the burning sun

One with books and one with guns

Mama calls but just one comes

The other one runs

With a Christian sense of wrong and right

We were born and raised in black and white

One learned to pray, one learned to fight

We were born and raised in black and white

Well, my brother took to the gospel road

Spent his whole life saving souls

When he looked at me and his blood ran cold

He didn't even try

I had no dreams and I had no plans

But a gun felt good in my right hand

Warden said, "How come you killed that man?"

I said, "I don't know why"

Well, welcome home, said the hot moonlight

We were born and raised in black and white

One leaves to pray, one waits to die

We were born and raised in black and white

We were born and raised in black and white

Someone handed me a cigarette

They offered me my last request

I asked my mortal soul be blessed

By someone close to me

I came to him with trembling hands

I swore I'd never understand

He said, "it's just what life had planned"

It's destiny

So don't waste your tears on me tonight

We were born and raised in black and white

You chose the dark, I chase the light

We were born and raised in black and white

We were born and raised in black and white

Wind blows hard across the Texas plains

Makes some people go insane

While others quietly pray for rain