Little Angel Little Brother

Your R&B records, your music books
Your sense of humor and your rugged good looks
I see you now at the piano, your back a slow curve
Playing Ray Charles and Fats Domino while I sang all the words

Little angel, little brother
Your bad habits and your attitude
Your restless ways and your solitude
I see you leaning your lanky frame just inside the door
A figure behind the kitchen screen staring down at the floor
Little angel, little brother

Little angel, little brother

Your passion for Shakespeare and your paperbacks
Your chess pieces and your wisecracks
I see you sleeping in the car, curled up on the backseat
Parked outside of a bar, an empty bottle at your feet

Little angel, little brother
Little angel, little brother

Your R&B records and music books
Your sense of humor and your rugged good looks
I see you now at the piano, your back a slow curve
Playing Ray Charles and Fats Domino while I sang all the words

Little angel, little brother
Little angel, little brother
Little angel, little brother of mine