I'm Crying

I'm crying for the mother who lost her only son Barely 16 years survive and forced to carry a gun Across the bloody battlefield, another bravefull son I'm crying for the mother who lost her only son I'm crying for the father who lost his baby-child Mankind, they carried him of to work his this cotton field Said, "If you don't mind me boy, I whip you little high" I'm crying for the father who lost his baby-child I'm crying for the sister who lost her loving man Killed him of in the dark of knight, hung him from a lamp We couldn't see the faces, but we know it was them I'm crying for the sister who lost her loving man I'm crying for the brother who couldn't see the light Burned down our cornfields and stole our livestock Joined up in rich man's war when we know it was a poor man's fight I'm crying for the brother who couldn't see the light I'm crying for the mother who lost her only son I'm crying for the father who lost his baby-child I'm crying for the sister who lost her loving man I'm crying for the brother who couldn't see the light I'm crying for the mother I'm crying for the father I'm crying for the sister I'm crying for the brother I'm crying I'm crying I'm crying I'm crying