P.J. Proby
Today I Killed a Man (I Didn't Know)
Today I killed a man I didn't knowI held my rifle high and shot him lowI'd like to think he really was to blameWell I never knew or never will his nameI guess that someone, somewhere knew him wellAnd they'll cry when they're told that he has fellBut it's hard for me to think of him as good'Cause he'd done me just the same if he couldOh mother, oh mama, I'm so coldAnd I feel like I am quickly growing oldSo I hope you are thinking of your son'Cause tomorrow morning I'll be twenty-oneOh Johnny Ray, Johnny Ray, oh, he don't worry nowHe don't wonder howToday my sergeant told me I've done wellThat I'd sent another Southern boy to hellBut I can't help wondering about the lost of lifeAnd if that rebel soldier had a wifeOh mama, oh mam, I'm so coldAnd the good book doesn't help me like you told'Cause it don't tell me if I'm right or wrongSongtexteOr when this war will end, just how longOh mama, oh mama, I'm so coldAnd I feel I am quickly growing oldSo I hope that you are thinking of your son'Cause tomorrow morning I'll be twenty-one
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