Little Brother


When Momma died the boys were left alone, 

Daddy, Me and little bro.

But Daddy was never around anymore,

So when he'd leave I'd close the blinds and lock the door,

And sit with my brother, watching him sleep. 


I'd watch him grow up and become a man,

And then he told us that he had a plan.

But Dad always stuck to our family rules,

And said he'd have to choose either us or his school,

I looked to my brother, and watched him leave. 


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