Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My Brother's Keeper, artist - Jim White. Album song Where It Hits You, in the genre Иностранный рокDate of issue: 19.02.2012
Record label: Loose
Song language: English
My Brother's Keeper |
| Did you hear the sad news about Harry |
| They wrote in the paper, he died yesterday |
| I’ve been meaning to stop by and have a word with him |
| But it never did quite work out that way |
| As a kid he was always big and shy |
| The old boys would taunt him, but Harry would just walk on by |
| He never much was inclined |
| To take advantage of his size |
| Now Harry Allen is dead, Lord, Harry Allen is dead |
| He gained 300 pounds and he wouldn’t leave his house |
| No he never got out of bed |
| Now Harry Allen is dead |
| Never said goodbye to my old childhood friend |
| When he was 20 I introduced him to a honey of a girl |
| She was a honkey tonkin' sweetheart |
| A real woman of the word |
| I didn’t mean my friend no harm |
| I just wanted him to have some fun |
| But there was no righting that wrong |
| Once the troubles had begun |
| For so smitten was poor Harry |
| That wedding ring in hand |
| He begged that girl married him |
| And when she laughed at that sweet man |
| Harry hung his head and cried |
| Like some grievous wounded child |
| He walked back home and got in bed |
| Harry never rose again |
| Now Harry Allen is dead, Lord, Harry Allen is dead |
| He gained 300 pounds and he wouldn’t leave his house |
| No he never got out of bed |
| Now Harry Allen is dead |
| Never said goodbye to my old childhood friend |
| When God asked Cain, «Child where’d your brother go?» |
| Cain shook his head, he lied and said, «Lord, I do not know.» |
| It’s like a piece of Cain came over me and bound my tongue that day |
| For as the years went by, to my shame, me and Harry |
| We never spoke again |
| Now Harry Allen is dead, Lord, Harry Allen is dead |
| He gained 300 pounds and he wouldn’t leave his house |
| No he never got out of bed |
| Now Harry Allen is dead |
| Never said goodbye to my old childhood friend |
| Now the funeral is tomorrow |
| And Harry’s dad just phoned to say |
| He needs four extra pallbearers |
| I sighed and said, «Okay.» |
| This midnight finds me wondering |
| About the mighty and the weak |
| How maybe Jesus Christ was wrong |
| When he said, «Blessed are the meek.» |
| For Harry Allen is dead, Lord, Harry Allen is dead |
| He gained 300 pounds and he wouldn’t leave his house |
| No he never got out of bed |
| Now Harry Allen is dead |
| Never said goodbye to my old childhood friend |