I said the morn-ing mist is burn-ing slow_
Blood on sons and broth-ers gon-na flow_
To-mor-row will_ I_ live?,_ Lord_I just don't_ know_
I said the morn-ing comes, we march a-gain_
In-to the fields on the kill-ing man_
I don't know where_ I'm go-ing
or just where I been__
At times I feel so_ alone,__ yeah_
Hope to find my way_ back home__
Ma-ma I done asked the Lord
He told me, "Son,_ I__ just don't_ know"__
Har_-vest-er_ of pain_
Lord,_ I ain't the one to blame_
Har_-vest-er_ of pain_
I've been caught_ be-tween the blue & the gray__
I said ma-ma I done killed a man__
Was told he was-n't part of the plan__
Don't wor-ry none_
I磍l be get-ting my best that I can__
Oh,__ I say ev-ery day's a liv-ing hell__
Oh the reap-er be a' weav-ing his spell__
Now, Ser-geant take me aside, tell me son,
"Peace ain't what we磖e here to sell"...__
At times I feel so_ alone,__ yeah_
Hope to find my way_ back home__
Ma-ma I done asked the Lord
He told me, "Son,_ I__ just don't_ know"__
Har_-vest-er_ of pain_
Lord,_ I ain't the one to blame_
Har_-vest-er_ of pain_
I've been caught_ be-tween the blue & the gray__
Oh yeah
At times I feel so_ alone,__
Hope to find_ my way_ back home__
Ma-ma I done asked_ the Lord
He told me, "Son,__ Yeah__ yeah__ yeah__ yeah__
Har_-vest-er_ of pain_
Lord,_ I ain't the one to blame_
Har_-vest-er_ of pain_
I've been caught_ be-tween the blue & the gray__
Har_-vest-er_ of pain_
You know_ I ain't the one to blame_
Har_-vest-er_ of pain_
I've been caught_ be-tween the blue & the gray__
