Those Three Are On My Mind

I think of Andy in the cold wet clay Those three are on my mind With his comrades down beside him On that brutal day Those three are on my mind There lies young James in his final pain Those three are on my mind So I ask the killers "Can you see those three again? Those three are on my mind" I see dark eyed Michael With his dark eyed bride Those three are on my mind And three proud mothers Weeping side by side Those three are on my mind But I'm grieving yet And for some the sky is bright I cannot give up hoping For a morning light So I ask the killers "Do you sleep at night? Oh, those three are on my mind" I see tin roof shanties Where my brothers live Those three are on my mind And the little burnt out churches Where they sing we forgive Those three are on my mind I know of Tom paints water tree I know the price of liberty Now I ask the question that is deep inside of me Did they also burn the Courthouse When they killed those three? Those three are on my mind Those three are on my mind Those three are on my mind