Brotherly Love

Well I don't love my brother

And he don't think much of me

We don't like each other

And we never can agree

If it weren't for the old man

I wouldn't talk to you at all

We have hated each other

Ever since we could crawl

Cain and Abel ought to be our names

If it weren't for the murdering charge

I would put you in your grave

I'd beat you like an old mule

And leave you like an old wet sack

Spit in your face and blacken your eyes

And leave you on the river bank

Let them crows pick your bones

Let the wolves chew off your head

Then i'd make you dig your own grave

Till i'm sure that you was dead

Then I would be whistling

All the way back home

Then I'd say a prayer

Thank god that I won't have to see you no more

'Scuse me for sayin' so

But I prefer it this way

With the waggin' of your jaw

Day after day

You are selfish and a liar

You are as trustworthy as a snake

A match not made in heaven

It was surely a mistake

It's got to be from hell

And not from above

This is what they call

Brother, brotherly love