Little Brother

The music is free, little brother
Take it from me, little brother
There's a road that's winding through the night
You can feel the city's burning lights

There's a woman in a bright red dress for you, little brother
She ain't nothing like her mother, but she's true, little brother
I'm talkin' to you, little brother

You can take the car, little brother
Take my old guitar, little brother
There's a bar on the corner of Third and South
Where you talk with your fingers not your mouth

There's a woman in a bright red dress for you, little brother
She ain't nothing like her mother, but she'll show you what to do, little brother
I'm talkin' to you, little brother
I'm talkin' to you, little brother

We were born to knock around, and rock around
Gotta shake off that catholic schoolin' joke
We were born to knock around, and rock around
Let me show you how they walk... and talk
I'm talkin' to you, little brother

Look into the stars, little brother
Don't look too far, little brother
Don't let them try and push you 'round

When you're down they try to burn you out
And just remember in everything you do, little brother
I love you and I'm watchin' over you, little brother
I'm talkin' to you, little brother
I'm walkin' with you, little brother
I'm talkin' to you

Little brother