Came here 1852 fled a country that had given up on me
Found a place to make my mark, work hard maybe start a family
Don't know why I wrote this letter, buried in the sand to be dug up in the future
Hope things for you are a damn site better and that your government don't still shoot you
Cos it was all here
it was all ours for the getting
And they getting was good
They just never let us get around to getting any
Oh my brother it's been a long one
Pour me another
Make it a strong one
Well it was late and the rain was bucketing down
Harry, Joe and I ducked into Madame Roux's
Shook the water from off our coats
Found a table and a nice looking bottle of juice
Just as we were settling in
A shot rang out from the Poker and the Whist Hall
A fine young lady came gliding past
Followed by a man with a still smoking pistol
They held us all up
It was all theirs for the taking and the taking was good
They took every single bloody thing that we had!
Oh my brother it's been a long one
Pour me another
Make it a strong one
Just past midnight in an LA ballroom
A good man has just made a very good speech
Heads for Chicago
Out through a kitchen where
Inside his assassin sleeps
Gunfire gunfire the death of Liberty
They killed his brother now they hushed him too
And with the good doctor dead only months ago
What in the world's gonna happen to you
They had it all there
But it was all torn in the making
And the making was so fast
They just didn't see all the cracks they covered
Oh my brother it's been a long one
Pour me another
Make it a strong one
Oh my brother
You can share my raincoat
Cos there's a storm coming
We're in the same boat
East Of Reno - Brothers Lyrics
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English
Came here 1852 fled a country that had given up on me
Found a place to make my mark, work hard maybe start a family
Don't know why I wrote this letter, buried in the sand to be dug up in the future
Hope things for you are a damn site better and that your government don't still shoot you
Cos it was all here
it was all ours for the getting
And they getting was good
They just never let us get around to getting any
Oh my brother it's been a long one
Pour me another
Make it a strong one
Well it was late and the rain was bucketing down
Harry, Joe and I ducked into Madame Roux's
Shook the water from off our coats
Found a table and a nice looking bottle of juice
Just as we were settling in
A shot rang out from the Poker and the Whist Hall
A fine young lady came gliding past
Followed by a man with a still smoking pistol
They held us all up
It was all theirs for the taking and the taking was good
They took every single bloody thing that we had!
Oh my brother it's been a long one
Pour me another
Make it a strong one
Just past midnight in an LA ballroom
A good man has just made a very good speech
Heads for Chicago
Out through a kitchen where
Inside his assassin sleeps
Gunfire gunfire the death of Liberty
They killed his brother now they hushed him too
And with the good doctor dead only months ago
What in the world's gonna happen to you
They had it all there
But it was all torn in the making
And the making was so fast
They just didn't see all the cracks they covered
Oh my brother it's been a long one
Pour me another
Make it a strong one
Oh my brother
You can share my raincoat
Cos there's a storm coming
We're in the same boat
Found a place to make my mark, work hard maybe start a family
Don't know why I wrote this letter, buried in the sand to be dug up in the future
Hope things for you are a damn site better and that your government don't still shoot you
Cos it was all here
it was all ours for the getting
And they getting was good
They just never let us get around to getting any
Oh my brother it's been a long one
Pour me another
Make it a strong one
Well it was late and the rain was bucketing down
Harry, Joe and I ducked into Madame Roux's
Shook the water from off our coats
Found a table and a nice looking bottle of juice
Just as we were settling in
A shot rang out from the Poker and the Whist Hall
A fine young lady came gliding past
Followed by a man with a still smoking pistol
They held us all up
It was all theirs for the taking and the taking was good
They took every single bloody thing that we had!
Oh my brother it's been a long one
Pour me another
Make it a strong one
Just past midnight in an LA ballroom
A good man has just made a very good speech
Heads for Chicago
Out through a kitchen where
Inside his assassin sleeps
Gunfire gunfire the death of Liberty
They killed his brother now they hushed him too
And with the good doctor dead only months ago
What in the world's gonna happen to you
They had it all there
But it was all torn in the making
And the making was so fast
They just didn't see all the cracks they covered
Oh my brother it's been a long one
Pour me another
Make it a strong one
Oh my brother
You can share my raincoat
Cos there's a storm coming
We're in the same boat