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Text: The Jimi Hendrix Experience. It's Too Bad.

It's too bad
That my brother can't be here today
It's too bad
That my brother can't be here today

Well, one time he came around to my house, you know
And I was kinda like outta my mind
And I seen him a-cryin' away

I say hey baby, hey yeah
Hear me cry
Hey baby, baby, baby
Hear me cry

Remember that room full of mirrors I was tellin' you about?
I said brother
Don't tell me you come around here to hustle like the rest of people do
I say brother, brother
Don't tell me you came around here hustlin' like the rest of those people do

And he said "no no, brother Jim"
He said "I'm just comin' here to look for life like you"
He said "don't fear me brother, baby"

I say that what happen sometime
When you lose yourself in nothin'
And he looked at me, you know he said these two blondes around the next day
I said Lord, please don't lose yourself
That what happen when you lose yourself on nothin'

He said "baby, you know me, I'm your brother"
Please don't take me for nothin'

It's too bad, too bad
Lord, my brother just can't be here with me today
It's too bad
My brother can't be here with me today

But he came around to my house and uh asked for me uh, help me out
I said, man go the hell on your hustlin' way, yeah
And I think they send him away to the war today, heh heh

So I'll go way across the tracks, way across the tracks
And man they treat me the same as you do too
Well, I'll go way back over across the track
And they treat me the same as you do
Say man until you come back, completely back, go back where you came from too
Thanks