More Perfect Union

Everyone has had a father

But my father had a brother too

Brother who wouldn't do the things

You hope a brother'd do

A brother who wouldn't work the land

Just ran around all day

And fell down drunken every night

Not taking time to pray

Not taking time to pray

But I never knew the truth

Of my poor father's brother

They said my father's brother

He went out to sea and drowned

We seldom spoke

Of my poor father's brother

My father, he went through that once

Now he wants to walk around

He wants to walk around

Oh, but I am not my father

Nor his brother, nor my brother, no

I am something the likes of which

Such men have never known

Oh, and I will neither forgive

Nor forget the awful day

That they came and killed our children

And they took our land away

They took our land away

But on the other side

My radiant lady's waiting

With a beaconing light

Shining from her open hand

Oh, on the other side

My whole life's a-waiting

In her glimmering eye

I'll be another man