I said the morn-ing mist is burn-ing slow_ Blood on sons and broth-ers gon-na flow_ To-mor-row will_ I_ live?,_ Lord_I just don't_ know_ I said the morn-ing comes, we march a-gain_ In-to the fields on the kill-ing man_ I don't know where_ I'm go-ing or just where I been__ At times I feel so_ alone,__ yeah_ Hope to find my way_ back home__ Ma-ma I done asked the Lord He told me, "Son,_ I__ just don't_ know"__ Har_-vest-er_ of pain_ Lord,_ I ain't the one to blame_ Har_-vest-er_ of pain_ I've been caught_ be-tween the blue & the gray__ I said ma-ma I done killed a man__ Was told he was-n't part of the plan__ Don't wor-ry none_ I磍l be get-ting my best that I can__ Oh,__ I say ev-ery day's a liv-ing hell__ Oh the reap-er be a' weav-ing his spell__ Now, Ser-geant take me aside, tell me son, "Peace ain't what we磖e here to sell"...__ At times I feel so_ alone,__ yeah_ Hope to find my way_ back home__ Ma-ma I done asked the Lord He told me, "Son,_ I__ just don't_ know"__ Har_-vest-er_ of pain_ Lord,_ I ain't the one to blame_ Har_-vest-er_ of pain_ I've been caught_ be-tween the blue & the gray__ Oh yeah At times I feel so_ alone,__ Hope to find_ my way_ back home__ Ma-ma I done asked_ the Lord He told me, "Son,__ Yeah__ yeah__ yeah__ yeah__ Har_-vest-er_ of pain_ Lord,_ I ain't the one to blame_ Har_-vest-er_ of pain_ I've been caught_ be-tween the blue & the gray__ Har_-vest-er_ of pain_ You know_ I ain't the one to blame_ Har_-vest-er_ of pain_ I've been caught_ be-tween the blue & the gray__