Am I Not My Brother’s Keeper – Wanda Jackson

If he comes to me stumbling from the weight of his load
Should I let him just fall down on his place in the road?
Shouldn’t I hold out my hand?
Tell me what kind of friend would I be if I didn’t care?

Am I not my brother’s keeper?
Am I not my brother’s friend?
If I’m not my brother’s keeper
Who will look out after him?

Is it just too old-fashioned, out of step with the times
To show some compassion for no reason or rhyme
Or we too big to cry?
Would it hurt if we tried to show a little love sometime?

Am I not my brother’s keeper?
Am I not my brother’s friend?
If I’m not my brother’s keeper
Who will look out after him?

Am I not my brother’s keeper?
Am I not my brother’s friend?
If I’m not my brother’s keeper
Who will look out after him?