Brother Peter
Mickey Newbury
Oh I am a weary stranger
On this long and this lonely road
Do you know you are my Brother
Oh my Father He told me so
Come and walk with me my Brother
You can see how I am clothed
That I have nothing much I can offer
But just a Brother with You on this road
They call you the Man of Sorrow
They call you the Precious Son
But I call you your Mothers Treasure
And she calls You Your Fathers Gold
Oh I am the weary traveler
On this long and this lonely road
Do you know I am your Brother
For my Father has told me so
Oh my Father told me so