he was my brother

D G Am D Am G He.. was my brother Am G Five years older than I D Am G He.. was my brother Am G D G Am Twenty-three years old the day he died D Am G Freedom rider Am G They cursed my brother to his face D Am G Go home outsider Am G D G Am This town's gonna be your buryin' place D Am G He.. was singin' on his knees Am G An angry mob trailed along D Am G They shot my brother dead Am G D G Am Because he hated what was wrong D Am G He.. was my brother Am G Tears can't bring him back to me D Am G He.. He was my brother Am G D And he died so his brothers could be free Am G D He died so his brothers could be free