Another Side

We came up from Sheffield
 And they put us on the line
 You could smell the powder burnin'
 And, man, it hurt my eyes
 They knew them boys were tired and weak
 We were fresh, and we were strong
 We could not wait to blast away
 And make our presence known
 But every time I took my aim
 And got one in my sight
 In my heart I knew the way
 And this way was not right
 I guess my daddy would be proud
 But my momma, she's ashamed
 And I know deep down, we need a change
 Them Northern boys are friends of mine
 But I've got my Southern pride
 I'm standin' here a-fightin'
 Wishin' there
 Was another side
 We burned each other's crops and fields
 And took the very best
 We fought our way back and forth
 Then they put us to the test
 I know that some things were wrong
 But what gave them the right
 To point their righteous fingers
 And expect us not to fight?
 We all cried on the night they burned Atlanta down
 And how much more can we take, and still stand our ground?
 Oh, I guess my daddy would be proud
 But my momma, she's ashamed
 And I know deep down, we need a change
 Them colored boys are friends of mine
 But I've got my Southern pride
 I'm standin' here a-fightin'
 Wishin' there
 Was another side
 In four years, the smoke had cleared
 And I went back to the farm
 Little brother met me at the bridge
 And he held out his arms
 He was thin and weak and wounded
 And dressed in Yankee blue
 Well, I cried and I held him
 And together we both knew
 If it could be done over
 There would be a better way
 Still one family, and one nation
 Oh, but what a price we paid
 Oh, I guess my daddy would be proud
 But my momma, she's ashamed
 And I know deep down, we need a change
 Now, some of them boys were friends of mine
 But, dang, this Southern pride
 I'm standin' here a-cryin'
 Wishin' there
 Was another side
 I'm wishin' there was another side
 Wishin' there was another side