From the recording Wick

Lyrics

Oh Brother Brother,
Brother I'm blue,
this is the only way I know how to talk to you.
I can't change, the things I've done,
but I won't say I'm sorry for bein' born.
From the ocean to the rain, to the dry land,
and back again.
You see my island from your plane
oh brother, brother.

You're like a brother
that's what you said,
after all that we been through together.
You can't change, the things you done.
But have you forgotten where ya come from?
From the ocean to the rain, to the dry land,
and back again.
I see your island, from my plane
oh brother, brother.

Tuesday at noon there came
there came a call on wimeo
but wimmy was away
the little wimmy say,
Wednesday at noon i will come back again

Wednesday at noon
Thursday at noon
Friday at noon
Saturday at noon
Sunday at noon
Monday at noon
Tuesday at noon I will come back again.