Uncle Sam taught him to shoot   Maybe a little too well   Finger on the trigger, loaded bullet   He hit the stage so full of rage   And let the whole world know it   Six feet away, they heard him say   ?Oh God, don?t let him pull it?      Please God, don?t let him pull it   How could you put us through it?   His brother watched you do it      How could you take his life away?   (What made you think you had the right?)   How could you be so full of hate?   (To take away somebody's life)   And when I heard you let him die   And made the world all wonder why   I sat at home and on my own I cried alone   I scratched your name in the side of a bullet      And in the wake of his mistake   So many lives are broken   Gone forever from a loaded bullet   And no excuse you could use   Could pull somebody through it   And to this day so many say   ?God, why?d you let him do it??      How could you let him do it?   How could you put us through it?   His brother watched him do it      How could you take his life away?   (What made you think you had the right?)   How could you be so full of hate?   (To take away somebody's life)   And when I heard you let him die   And made the world all wonder why   I sat at home and cried alone and on my own   I scratched your name in the side of a bullet      How could you take his life away?   (What made you think you had the right?)   How could you be so full of hate?   (To take away somebody's life)   And when I heard you let him die   And made the world all wonder why   I sat at home and cried alone and on my own   I scratched your name in the side of a bullet      On the side of a bullet   On the side of a bullet   On the side of a bullet