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The wind blows hard across the Texas plains,

Makes some people go insane.
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While others quietly pray for rain,
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That's where we came from.

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Two boys playing in the burning sun,

One with books and one with guns.
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Mama calls but just one comes,
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The other one runs.

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With a Christian sense of wrong and right,
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We were born and raised in black and white.
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One learned to pray, one loved to fight,
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We were born and raised in black and white.

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My brother took to the gospel road,

Spent his whole life saving souls.
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Well he looked at me and his blood ran cold,
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He didn't even try.

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I had no dreams and I had no plans,

But a gun felt good in my right hand.
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Warden said 'How come you killed that man?'
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I said 'I don't know why'.

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Welcome home said the hot moonlight,
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We were born and raised in black and white.
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One lives to pray, one waits to die,
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We were born and raised in black and white.
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We were born and raised in black and white.

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Someone handed me a cigarette,

They offered me my last request.
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I asked my mortal soul be blessed,
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By someone close to me.

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I came to him with trembling hands,

I swore I'd never understand.
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He said its just what life had planned,
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It's destiny.

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So don't waste your tears on me tonight,
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We were born and raised in black and white.
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You chose the dark, I chase the light,
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We were born and raised in black and white.
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We were born and raised in black and white.

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The wind blows hard across the Texas plains,