Another Side - Sawyer Brown

We came up from Sheffield\nAnd they put us on the line\nYou could smell the powder burnin'\nAnd man, it hurt my eyes\nThey knew them boys were tired and weak-\nWe were fresh and we were strong\nWe could not wait to blast away\nAnd make our presence known\nBut every time I took my aim\nAnd got one in my sight\nIn my heart I knew the way\nAnd this way was not right\nOh, I guess my daddy would be proud\nBut my momma, she’s ashamed\nAnd I know deep down we need a change\nThem Northern boys are friends of mine\nBut I’ve got my Southern pride\nI’m standin' here a-fightin'\nWishin' there\nWas another side\nWe burned each other’s crops and fields\nAnd took the very best\nWe fought our way back and forth\nThen they put us to the test\nI know that some things are wrong\nBut what gave them the right\nTo point their righteous fingers\nAnd expect us not to fight?\nWe all cried on the night they burned Atlanta down\nHow much more can we take and still stand our ground?\nOh, I guess my daddy would be proud\nBut my momma, she’s ashamed\nAnd I know deep down we need a change\nThem colored boys are friends of mine\nBut I’ve got my Southern pride\nI’m standin' here a-fightin'\nWishin' there\nWas another side\nIn four years the smoke had cleared\nAnd I went back to the farm\nLittle brother met me at the bridge\nAnd he held out his arms\nHe was thin and weak and wounded\nAnd dressed in Yankee blue\nWell, I cried and I held him\nAnd together we both knew\nIf it could be done over\nThere would be a better way\nStill one family, and one nation\nOh, but what a price we paid\nI guess my daddy would be proud\nBut my momma, she’s ashamed\nAnd I know deep down we need a change\nNow, some of them boys were friends of mine\nBut dang this Southern pride\nI’m standin' here a-cryin'\nWishin' there\nWas another side\nI’m wishin' there was another side\nWishin' there was another side