Murder in the City

If I get murdered in the city

Don't go revengin' in my name

One person dead from such is plenty

No need to go get locked away

When I leave your arms

The things that I think of

No need to get over-alarmed

I'm comin' home

I wonder which brother is better

Which one our parents love the most

I sure did get in lots of trouble

They seem to let the other go

A tear fell from my father's eyes

I wondered what my Dad would say

He said, "I love you and I'm proud of you both

In so many different ways"

If I get murdered in the city

Go read the letter in my desk

Don't bother with all my belongings

But pay attention to the list

Make sure my sister knows I loved her

Make sure my mother knows the same

Always remember there was nothing worth sharing

Like the love that let us share our name

Always remember there was nothing worth sharing

Like the love that let us share our name