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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
John Legend
Vocals
The Roots
Performer
Randy Bowland
Guitar
Ahmir Thompson
Drums
Kirk Douglas
Electric Guitar
Owen Biddle
Bass
James Poyser
Organ
Matt Cappy
Trumpet
Chris Farr
Saxophone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bill Withers
Songwriter
Raymond Jackson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John Legend
Producer
James Poyser
Producer
Questlove
Producer
Bojan Dugic
Recording Engineer
Jon Smeltz
Engineer
Nick Banns
Assistant Engineer
Jimmy Douglass
Mixing Engineer
Maki Suzuki
Assistant Engineer
Darren Moore
Assistant Engineer
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
I can't write left-handed
Would you please write a letter, write a letter to my mother?
Tell her to tell, tell her to tell, tell her to tell the family lawyer
Trying to get, trying to get a deferment for my younger brother
Tell the Reverend Harris to pray for me, Lord, Lord, Lord
I ain't gonna live, I don't believe I'm going to live to get much older
Strange little man over here in Vietnam I ain't, I ain't never seen
Bless his heart ain't never done nothing to,
he done shot me in my shoulder
Boot camp we had classes
You know we talked about fighting, fighting everyday
And looking through rosy, rosy colored glasses
I must admit it seemed exciting anyway
Oh, but something that day overlooked to tell me, Lord
Bullets look better, I must say
Brother when they ain't coming at you
But going out the other way
And please call up the Reverend, call up, call up the Reverend Harris
Tell him to ask the Lord to do some good things for me
Tell him I ain't gonna live, I ain't gonna live, I ain't gonna live
To get much older, oh Lord
Strange little man over here in Vietnam, I ain't never seen
Bless his heart ain't never done nothing to,
he done shot me in my shoulder
Lord
Writer(s): Bill Withers, Raymond Mckinley Jackson
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