Yours and Mine — текст песни (Crosby, Stills, Nash (and Young))

(4:21)
Written by Craig Doerge, David Crosby and Graham Nash
(c) 1990 Fair Star Music (ASCAP)
Stay Straight Music (BMI) and Nashnotes (ASCAP)


I see a boy of fourteen, he`s got a rifle in his hand.
He`s dying to defend his desert land.
He`s got an arm around his father, another arm around his gun.
Must the child in the father die so young?

There`s a teenage girl in Belfast, playing in the street.
Her brother plays a different game and he`s turning up the heat
On the soldiers around the corner and the powers overseas.
And who are they to ruin lives like these?

`Cos they`re yours and they`re mine, they`re yours and mine.
`Cos they`re yours and they`re mine, yours and mine.

So you think that it`s so easy just to let I pass you by
You watch T.V. and pretend it`s all a lie.
But you know there is no Third World, it happens to us all.
There`s just one world and the kids are the first to fall.

And they`re yours and they`re mine, they`re yours and mine.
And they`re yours an they`re mine, yours and mine.

He`s every mother`s son and she raised him for something
Better than a bullet.
He`s every mother`s son and she raised him for something
Better than a bullet.
He`s every mother`s son and she raised him
for something
Better than a bullet.
He`s every mother`s son, his life`s hanging from a trigger
and I won`t pull it.
`Cos they`re yours and they`re mine, they`re yours and mine.
`Cos they`re yours and they`re mine, yours and mine.


Recorded at The Record Plant, Studio I (February 2nd `90)

Lead Vocals: David Crosby
Drums and Synth Guitars: Joe Vitale
Bass: Bob Glaub
Keyboards: Craig Doerge, Joe Vitale
Percussion Program: Tony Beard
Soprano Sax: Brandford Marsalis