Born and Raised in Black and White

The wind blows hard across the Texas plains Makes some people go insane While others quietly pray for rain That's where we came from Two boys playing in the burning sun One with books and one with guns Mama calls but just one comes The other one runs With a Christian sense of wrong and right We were born and raised in black and white One learned to pray, one learned to fight We were born and raised in black and white Well, my brother took to the gospel road Spent his whole life saving souls When he looked at me and his blood ran cold He didn't even try I had no dreams and I had no plans But a gun felt good in my right hand Warden said, "How come you killed that man?" I said, "I don't know why" Well, welcome home, said the hot moonlight We were born and raised in black and white One leaves to pray, one waits to die We were born and raised in black and white We were born and raised in black and white Someone handed me a cigarette They offered me my last request I asked my mortal soul be blessed By someone close to me I came to him with trembling hands I swore I'd never understand He said, "it's just what life had planned" It's destiny So don't waste your tears on me tonight We were born and raised in black and white You chose the dark, I chase the light We were born and raised in black and white We were born and raised in black and white Wind blows hard across the Texas plains Makes some people go insane While others quietly pray for rain