Those Three Are On My Mind

I think of Andy in the cold wet clay
 Those three are on my mind
 With his comrades down beside him
 On that brutal day
 Those three are on my mind
 There lies young James in his final pain
 Those three are on my mind
 So I ask the killers
 "Can you see those three again?
 Those three are on my mind"
 I see dark eyed Michael
 With his dark eyed bride
 Those three are on my mind
 And three proud mothers
 Weeping side by side
 Those three are on my mind
 But I'm grieving yet
 And for some the sky is bright
 I cannot give up hoping
 For a morning light
 So I ask the killers
 "Do you sleep at night?
 Oh, those three are on my mind"
 I see tin roof shanties
 Where my brothers live
 Those three are on my mind
 And the little burnt out churches
 Where they sing we forgive
 Those three are on my mind
 I know of Tom paints water tree
 I know the price of liberty
 Now I ask the question that is deep inside of me
 Did they also burn the Courthouse
 When they killed those three?
 Those three are on my mind
 Those three are on my mind
 Those three are on my mind