Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Will Kimbrough
Will Kimbrough
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Will Kimbrough
Will Kimbrough
Songwriter
Bobby Hall
Bobby Hall
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Will Kimbrough
Will Kimbrough
Producer

Lyrics

Hippies in the black belt Where are they now?
I thought the racist devil
Was put to rest somehow Slouching in towards Gethsemane With thirty pieces of silver and gold Waiting on the tribal clans of old
Tie die peace sign flying
But a pillared mansion white
Have they swapped that rag for a MAGA flag In the thick aired Selma night?
While the chimes of freedom rust and rot In a death spiral out of control
When did we sell our holy souls?
I don't want to start a war
Sing with me a while
Let's get lost like we did before Peace and love fell out of style
I don't want to start a war
Not another Civil War
The zip tie guy and his mean old Ma
Wait for Sydney to file her brief
The QAnon Shaman in his buffalo hat
I swear we tripped with him on Shakedown Street Summer '86 Palo Alto bound
We were really on a roll
Just trying to expand our souls
I don't want to start a war
Sing with me a while
Let's get lost like we did before
Peace and love fell out of style
I don't want to start a war
Not another Civil War
Prankster turned to Brownshirt
I don't even want to know
The light shined bright back in our day Now the clouds hang dark and low Winter '21 now you're DC bound And you're damn sure on a roll
 
Now I'm trying to find your soul I don't want to start a war Sing with me a while
Let's get lost like we did before Peace and love fell out of style I don't want to start a war
I can't take the hate no more
Deadheads in the Delta Deadheads way down South Deadheads in the Delta Bless your heart
Hush your mouth
I don't want to start a war Not another Civil War
I don't want to start a war
I can't take the hate no more I don't want to start a war
Written by: Bobby Hall, Will Kimbrough
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