Rich Brotherton      guitar 
Martin Muse          steel guitar 
John Ludwick         bass 
Mark Petterson       drums 
 
D G D G D G D G 
 
D 
Grandpa Charles smoked and drank whiskey 
    G 
But he died in 43 
D 
Nobody like him in all my kin 
 A 
Untill my brother and me 
D 
He died in a small town so far back 
            G 
They didn't know what hit him maybe a heart attack 
D 
That was a drag on my grandma you know 
          A                       D 
She never really forgave him  for that 
G                  D 
Most every year on Christmas Day 
   A             D 
My dad and me go down where he lay 
G                         D 
I don't know what kind of man he'd be 
         A                   D  G  D  G 
But he'd like my brother and me 
D 
Grandmama married a man she found 
     G 
Even fore Grandaddy hit the ground 
D 
Took 45 years but what do you know 
   A 
He turned that right around 
D 
Grandma would tell him about the family 
         G  
How they come over from Germany 
D 
Oma and Opa was hard folks though 
         A                    D 
You know how them  Germans can be 
G                D 
When she died we cried  and sang that day 
         A                     D                    
With the guitars tuned to the doghouse bass 
G                  D 
Nobody sings down  low and sweet 
    A                   D    G    D    G 
Not like my brother and me 
D 
My great grandpappy on my mother's side 
       G 
Made a whole lot of money before he died 
D 
He was a wildcatter and in the Klan besides 
     A  
And that was a matter of pride 
D 
Never wondered where great grandpappy went 
         G 
He lit a cigar neath a oxygen tent 
D 
A man of secrets I'll never know 
       A            D  
Like a letter never sent 
G                  D 
They're all livin like they should 
           A                          D 
But all the money in the world didn't do em no good 
G                                  D 
Their daughter went and married an old hayseed 
         A                  D   G   D   G 
And they had my brother and me 
D 
What do they say about the small town 
                 G 
You can take the boy out of Bandera 
 
Not the other way around 
D 
I don't know but man it's true 
      A  
Those bright lights will get you down 
D 
I'm gonna stay on the old concrete 
           G 
Cause them city girls they smell so sweet 
D 
I don't know what the hell they see 
         A                   D 
But they like my brother and me 
         A                   D 
But they like my brother and me 
             A                               D 
They like my brother a little more than they do me 
                 A           D 
But they like my brother and me 
G                 D 
We go down to the Spur some night 
    A                   D 
And listen to the river neath the pale moon light 
G                                D 
And tell our buddies what's it's like to be 
     A                   D 
Just like my brother and me 
     A                   D 
Just like my brother and me 
       A                          D 
Don't mess my with mt brother and me 
     A                   D 
Just like my brother and me 
     A                   D   G   D     G    D  G   D  G  D  G  D 
Just like my brother and me 
 
D C G  D 
 
 
From Bruce Robison "Wrapped" 
Lucky Dog Records 1998 
Bruce Robison/Tiltawhirl Music(BMI)