go will i

over yonder

i will see my mother

and my sister

and my father

oh but my brother is going to hell 



well they hung him

from the gallow

as the sun turned

red from yellow

and the crowd they

heard him haughty

and they sighed

with much relief 



the preacher asked him

for any last words

my brother spit on

onto his clean shirt

oh and he smiled

without redemption

said this is one soul

god don't need 



well now i loved him

i will miss him

as he's burning

and twisting

for his heart with

dedication

to the devil

and his creed 



well as a child we

we'd call him rotten

tell him he was lonely

and forgotten

and he revenged our

constant cheering

oh with his every

word and deed 



oh yeah and for my

contribution

to his souls lack

of retribution

oh well i ask the

lords forgiveness

on my very bended knee