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, one with guns

Mama calls, just one comes

The other one runs

In the Christian sense of wrong and right

We were born and raised in black and white

One learned to pray, one loved to fight

We were born and raised in black and white

We were born and raised in black and white

Brother took to the Gospel road

Spent his whole life saving souls

When he looked at me, his blood ran cold

He didn't even try

I had no dreams, I had no plans

But a gun felt good in my right hand

The warden asked, "How come you killed that man?"

I said, "I don't know why"

"Welcome home", said the hot moonlight

We were born and raised in black and white

One lives to pray, one prays for life

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

He came to me with trembling hands

He swore he'd never understand

I said, "It's just what life had planned

It's destiny"

Don't waste your tears on me tonight

We were born and raised in black and white

I chose the dark, you chased the light

We were born and raised in black and white

We were 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