Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bruce Springsteen
Guitar
Sam Bardfeld
Violin
Art Baron
Trombone
Frank Bruno
Vocals
Jeremy Chatzky
Bass
Larry Eagle
Drums
Clark Gayton
Trombone
Charles Giordano
Accordion
Curtis King, Jr.
Vocals
Greg Liszt
Banjo
Lisa Lowell
Vocals
Eddie Manion
Saxophone
Cindy Mizelle
Vocals
Curt Ramm
Trumpet
Marty Rifkin
Dobro
Patti Scialfa
Vocals
Marc Anthony Thompson
Vocals
Soozie Tyrell
Violin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bruce Springsteen
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brett Dicus
Assistant Engineer
Brandon Duncan
Assistant Engineer
Bob Ludwig
Mastering Engineer
Bob Clearmountain
Mixing Engineer
John Cooper
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
My name is Joe Roberts
I work for the state
I'm a sergeant out of Perrineville
Barracks number eight
I always done an honest job
As honest as I could
Got a brother named Franky
Franky ain't no good
Ever since we was young kids
It's been the same come down
I get a call on the short-wave
Franky's in trouble downtown
If it was any other man
I'd put him straight away
When it's your brother
Sometimes you look the other way
Yeah, me and Franky laughin' and drinkin'
Nothin' feels better than blood on blood
Takin' turns dancin' with Maria
As the band played Night of the Johnstown flood
I catch him when he's strayin'
Like any brother would
Man turns his back on his family
He just ain't no good
Well Franky went in the army back in 1965
I got a farm deferment
Settled down, took Maria for my bride
Them wheat prices kept on droppin'
Till it was like we were gettin' robbed
Franky came home in '68
And me, I took this job
Yeah, me and Franky laughin' and drinkin'
Nothin' feels better than blood on blood
Takin' turns dancin' with Maria
As the band played Night of the Johnstown flood
I catch him when he's strayin'
Like any brother would
Man turns his back on his family
He just ain't no good
Well, the night was like any other
I got a call 'bout quarter to nine
There was trouble in a roadhouse
Out on the Michigan line
There was a kid lyin' on the floor lookin' bad
Bleedin' hard from his head
Was a girl cryin' at a table
"It was Frank" they said
Well I went out and I jumped in my car
And then I hit the lights
I must of done a hundred and ten
In Michigan county at night
It was out at the crossroads
Head down round Willow bank
I seen a Buick with Ohio plates
Behind the wheel was Frank
Well I chased him through those county roads
'Til a sign said, "Canadian border five miles from here"
Pulled over the side of the highway
And I watched his taillights disappear
Yeah, me and Franky laughin' and drinkin'
Nothin' feels better than blood on blood
Takin' turns dancin' with Maria
As the band played Night of the Johnstown flood
I catch him when he's strayin'
Like any brother would
Man turns his back on his family
He just ain't no good
Hey, me and Franky laughin' and drinkin'
Nothin' feels better than blood on blood
Takin' turns dancin' with Maria
The band played Night of the Johnstown flood
Catch him when he strays
Like any brother would
Man turns his back on his family
He just ain't no good
Thank you!
Written by: Bruce Springsteen