I Can't Write Left Handed
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, oooh, oooh, yeah
Bill Withers recorded this song
At the end of the Vietnam war
As I record this now, America
The land of peace and prosperity
Is in the middle of two wars
No matter what the politicians in Washington
Say we're fighting for
They make the decisions
And our young men and women
They go and fight
And some, paid the ultimate sacrifice
War is hell
It always has been and always will be
When Bill Withers performed this song
At Carnegie Hall back in 1973
He told the story of a young man
Bill asked the young man how he was doing
The young man said he was doing alright, now
But he had thought he was gonna die
He said getting shot at didn't bother him
It was getting shot that shook him up
So Bill wrote a song about it
Tried to put himself in the young man's place
He said, yeah
I can't write left-handed
Would you please write a letter, write a letter to my mother?
Instrumental
Tell her to tell, tell her to tell, tell her to tell the family lawyer
Trying to get, trying to get a deferment for my younger brother
Instrumental
Tell the Reverend Harris to pray for me, Lord, Lord, Lord
I ain't gonna live, I don't believe I'm going to live to get much older
Strange little man over here in Vietnam I ain't, I ain't never seen
Bless his heart ain't never done nothing to
He done shot me in my shoulder (in my shoulder)
Instrumental
Boot camp we had classes
You know we talked about fighting, fighting everyday
Instrumental
And looking through rosy, rosy colored glasses
I must admit it seemed exciting anyway
Instrumental
Oh, but something that day overlooked to tell me
The bullets look better, I must say
Brother, brother when they ain't coming at you
But going out the other way
So please call up the Reverend, call up, call up the Reverend Harris
Tell him to ask the Lord to do some good things for me
Tell him I ain't gonna live, I ain't gonna live, I ain't gonna live
To get much older, oh Lord
Strange little man over here in Vietnam, I ain't never seen
Bless his heart ain't never done nothing to,
He done shot me in my shoulder (shot me in my shoulder)
Instrumental
Lord, I can't write left handed, Lord
Instrumental
Bill Withers recorded this song
At the end of the Vietnam war
As I record this now, America
The land of peace and prosperity
Is in the middle of two wars
No matter what the politicians in Washington
Say we're fighting for
They make the decisions
And our young men and women
They go and fight
And some, paid the ultimate sacrifice
War is hell
It always has been and always will be
When Bill Withers performed this song
At Carnegie Hall back in 1973
He told the story of a young man
Bill asked the young man how he was doing
The young man said he was doing alright, now
But he had thought he was gonna die
He said getting shot at didn't bother him
It was getting shot that shook him up
So Bill wrote a song about it
Tried to put himself in the young man's place
He said, yeah
I can't write left-handed
Would you please write a letter, write a letter to my mother?
Instrumental
Tell her to tell, tell her to tell, tell her to tell the family lawyer
Trying to get, trying to get a deferment for my younger brother
Instrumental
Tell the Reverend Harris to pray for me, Lord, Lord, Lord
I ain't gonna live, I don't believe I'm going to live to get much older
Strange little man over here in Vietnam I ain't, I ain't never seen
Bless his heart ain't never done nothing to
He done shot me in my shoulder (in my shoulder)
Instrumental
Boot camp we had classes
You know we talked about fighting, fighting everyday
Instrumental
And looking through rosy, rosy colored glasses
I must admit it seemed exciting anyway
Instrumental
Oh, but something that day overlooked to tell me
The bullets look better, I must say
Brother, brother when they ain't coming at you
But going out the other way
So please call up the Reverend, call up, call up the Reverend Harris
Tell him to ask the Lord to do some good things for me
Tell him I ain't gonna live, I ain't gonna live, I ain't gonna live
To get much older, oh Lord
Strange little man over here in Vietnam, I ain't never seen
Bless his heart ain't never done nothing to,
He done shot me in my shoulder (shot me in my shoulder)
Instrumental
Lord, I can't write left handed, Lord
Instrumental
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:16.84] Yeah, yeah, yeah, oooh, oooh, yeah
[00:39.67] Bill Withers recorded this song
[00:40.95] At the end of the Vietnam war
[00:43.80] As I record this now, America
[00:46.13] The land of peace and prosperity
[00:49.16] Is in the middle of two wars
[00:52.67] No matter what the politicians in Washington
[00:54.75] Say we're fighting for
[00:56.66] They make the decisions
[00:58.50] And our young men and women
[01:00.77] They go and fight
[01:03.24] And some, paid the ultimate sacrifice
[01:07.00] War is hell
[01:10.27] It always has been and always will be
[01:15.15] When Bill Withers performed this song
[01:17.02] At Carnegie Hall back in 1973
[01:19.50] He told the story of a young man
[01:21.65] Bill asked the young man how he was doing
[01:24.81] The young man said he was doing alright, now
[01:28.97] But he had thought he was gonna die
[01:31.01] He said getting shot at didn't bother him
[01:35.37] It was getting shot that shook him up
[01:38.39] So Bill wrote a song about it
[01:41.29] Tried to put himself in the young man's place
[01:44.27] He said, yeah
[01:47.00] I can't write left-handed
[01:53.03] Would you please write a letter, write a letter to my mother?
[01:59.71] Instrumental
[02:13.11] Tell her to tell, tell her to tell, tell her to tell the family lawyer
[02:27.08] Trying to get, trying to get a deferment for my younger brother
[02:32.91] Instrumental
[02:40.15] Tell the Reverend Harris to pray for me, Lord, Lord, Lord
[02:52.15] I ain't gonna live, I don't believe I'm going to live to get much older
[03:09.25] Strange little man over here in Vietnam I ain't, I ain't never seen
[03:16.25] Bless his heart ain't never done nothing to
[03:18.28] He done shot me in my shoulder (in my shoulder)
[03:29.92] Instrumental
[03:50.22] Boot camp we had classes
[03:57.23] You know we talked about fighting, fighting everyday
[04:09.49] Instrumental
[04:17.33] And looking through rosy, rosy colored glasses
[04:29.30] I must admit it seemed exciting anyway
[04:37.33] Instrumental
[04:43.33] Oh, but something that day overlooked to tell me
[04:57.19] The bullets look better, I must say
[05:08.27] Brother, brother when they ain't coming at you
[05:17.25] But going out the other way
[05:34.29] So please call up the Reverend, call up, call up the Reverend Harris
[05:48.33] Tell him to ask the Lord to do some good things for me
[06:01.27] Tell him I ain't gonna live, I ain't gonna live, I ain't gonna live
[06:06.36] To get much older, oh Lord
[06:17.45] Strange little man over here in Vietnam, I ain't never seen
[06:23.43] Bless his heart ain't never done nothing to,
[06:26.45] He done shot me in my shoulder (shot me in my shoulder)
[06:39.25] Instrumental
[08:56.41] Lord, I can't write left handed, Lord
[09:08.37] Instrumental
[11:31.77]
[00:39.67] Bill Withers recorded this song
[00:40.95] At the end of the Vietnam war
[00:43.80] As I record this now, America
[00:46.13] The land of peace and prosperity
[00:49.16] Is in the middle of two wars
[00:52.67] No matter what the politicians in Washington
[00:54.75] Say we're fighting for
[00:56.66] They make the decisions
[00:58.50] And our young men and women
[01:00.77] They go and fight
[01:03.24] And some, paid the ultimate sacrifice
[01:07.00] War is hell
[01:10.27] It always has been and always will be
[01:15.15] When Bill Withers performed this song
[01:17.02] At Carnegie Hall back in 1973
[01:19.50] He told the story of a young man
[01:21.65] Bill asked the young man how he was doing
[01:24.81] The young man said he was doing alright, now
[01:28.97] But he had thought he was gonna die
[01:31.01] He said getting shot at didn't bother him
[01:35.37] It was getting shot that shook him up
[01:38.39] So Bill wrote a song about it
[01:41.29] Tried to put himself in the young man's place
[01:44.27] He said, yeah
[01:47.00] I can't write left-handed
[01:53.03] Would you please write a letter, write a letter to my mother?
[01:59.71] Instrumental
[02:13.11] Tell her to tell, tell her to tell, tell her to tell the family lawyer
[02:27.08] Trying to get, trying to get a deferment for my younger brother
[02:32.91] Instrumental
[02:40.15] Tell the Reverend Harris to pray for me, Lord, Lord, Lord
[02:52.15] I ain't gonna live, I don't believe I'm going to live to get much older
[03:09.25] Strange little man over here in Vietnam I ain't, I ain't never seen
[03:16.25] Bless his heart ain't never done nothing to
[03:18.28] He done shot me in my shoulder (in my shoulder)
[03:29.92] Instrumental
[03:50.22] Boot camp we had classes
[03:57.23] You know we talked about fighting, fighting everyday
[04:09.49] Instrumental
[04:17.33] And looking through rosy, rosy colored glasses
[04:29.30] I must admit it seemed exciting anyway
[04:37.33] Instrumental
[04:43.33] Oh, but something that day overlooked to tell me
[04:57.19] The bullets look better, I must say
[05:08.27] Brother, brother when they ain't coming at you
[05:17.25] But going out the other way
[05:34.29] So please call up the Reverend, call up, call up the Reverend Harris
[05:48.33] Tell him to ask the Lord to do some good things for me
[06:01.27] Tell him I ain't gonna live, I ain't gonna live, I ain't gonna live
[06:06.36] To get much older, oh Lord
[06:17.45] Strange little man over here in Vietnam, I ain't never seen
[06:23.43] Bless his heart ain't never done nothing to,
[06:26.45] He done shot me in my shoulder (shot me in my shoulder)
[06:39.25] Instrumental
[08:56.41] Lord, I can't write left handed, Lord
[09:08.37] Instrumental
[11:31.77]