Born And Raised In Black And White Lyrics - Born & Raised In Black & White - Mark Collie

The wind blows hard across the Texas planes 

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, one with guns 

Mama calls but just one comes 

The other one runs 

In a crystal sense of wrong and right 

We were born and raised in black and white 

One learned to pray, one loved to fight 

We were born and raised in black and white 

We were born and raised in black and white 

Brother took to the gospel road 

Spent his whole live saving souls 

When he looked at me his blood ran cold 

He didn't even try 

I had no dreams, I had no plans 

But a gun felt good in my right hand 

The warden asked, How come you killed that man 

I said, I don't know why 

Welcome home said the hot moonlight 

We were born and raised in black and white 

One lives to pray, one prays for life 

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 

He came to me with trembling hands 

He swore he'd never understand 

I said it's just what life had planned 

It's destiny 

Don't waste your tears on me tonight 

We were born and raised in black and white 

I chose the dark, you chased the light 

We were born and raised in black and white 

We were born and raised in black and white 

The wind blows hard across the Texas planes 

Makes some people go insane 

While others quietly pray for rain