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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Deadman
Deadman
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Steven Collins
Steven Collins
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mark Howard
Mark Howard
Producer

Letra

Well, I remember seeing you Seeing you at the show And what seemed like yesterday Turned out to be a long time ago Well, it's hard to believe But that's how it goes One year just bleeds into five Won't you help us, help us, help us, brother John? Well, the story you told me about dear John The apostle who Jesus loved Sent to care for Mary and dear brother James In all of their broken worth So hard to believe But that's how it goes One year just bleeds into five Won't you help us, help us, help us, brother John? So hard to believe But that's how it goes One year just bleeds into five Won't you help us, help us, help us, brother John? Now we drink at Saint John's to drown out our woes In a world where no music plays And the man strums a tune on his broken guitar I think I remember his name So hard to believe But that's how it goes One year just bleeds into five Won't you help us, help us, help us, brother John? Won't you help us, help us, help us, brother John?
Writer(s): Steven Patrick Collins Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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