O Father Abraham
You don't need my boy
You don't need my boy
He's all I have
He's all I have
Will we be gone
For a long, long time?
What will we need
To bring with us?
Bring the fire
Bring the sword
Bring the son of your Sarah
Bring the fire
Bring the sword
Bring the son of your Sarah
O Father Abraham
You have your legions
You have your legions
While I have one
My only son
O Father Abraham
You don't need my boy
You don't need my boy
He's all I have
He's all I have
This song, ironically, is surely immortal. It changed me on a cellular level the first time I heard it. The deepest anti-war song I’ve ever heard. (And, you know, there’ve been some pretty amazing ones these last few decades.) Some of us are granted a moment of grace and clarity in which to deliver a gift of insight to the world, if we’re brave and awake. And so you just upped and did it, Mr. Neely. I’m forever grateful.