Harry Belafonte - Those Three Are On My Mind Lyrics
I think of Andy in the cold wet clayThose Three Are On My MindWith his comrades down beside himOn that brutal dayThose Three Are On My MindThere lies young James in his final painThose Three Are On My MindSo I ask the killers, "Can you see those three again?Those Three Are On My Mind"I see dark eyed MichaelWith his dark eyed brideThose Three Are On My MindAnd three proud mothersWeeping side by sideThose Three Are On My MindBut I'm grieving yetAnd for some the sky is brightI cannot give up hopingFor a morning lightSo I ask the killers, "Do you sleep at night?Oh, Those Three Are On My Mind"I see tin roof shantiesWhere my brothers liveThose Three Are On My MindAnd the little burnt out churchesWhere they sing we forgiveThose Three Are On My MindI know of Tom paints water treeI know the price of libertyNow I ask the question that is deep inside of meDid they also burn the CourthouseWhen they killed those threeThose Three Are On My MindThose Three Are On My MindThose Three Are On My Mind