| My name is Joe Roberts I work for the state
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| I’m a sergeant out of Perrineville barracks number 8
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| I always done an honest job as honest as I could
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| I got a brother named Frankie and Frankie ain’t no good
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| Now ever since we was young kids it’s been the same come down
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| I get a call over the radio Frankie’s in trouble downtown
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| Well if it was any other man, I’d put him straight away
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| But when it’s your brother sometimes you look the other way
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| Yeah me and Frankie laughin' and drinkin'
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| Nothin' feels better than blood on blood
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| Takin' turns dancin' with Maria as the band
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| Played «Night of the Johnstown Flood»
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| I catch him when he’s strayin' like any brother would
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| Man turns his back on his family well he just ain’t no good
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| Well Frankie went in the army back in 1965
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| I got a farm deferment, settled down, took Maria for my wife
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| But them wheat prices kept on droppin' till it was like we were gettin' robbed
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| Frankie came home in `68, and me, I took this job
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| Yeah we’re laughin' and drinkin'
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| Nothin' feels better than blood on blood
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| Takin' turns dancin' with Maria as the band
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| Played «Night of the Johnstown Flood»
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| I catch him when he’s strayin' teach him how to walk that line
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| Man turns his back on his family he ain’t no friend of mine
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| Well the night was like any other, I got a call `bout quarter to nine
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| There was trouble in a roadhouse out on the Michigan line
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| There was a kid lyin' on the floor lookin' bad bleedin' hard from his head
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| There was a girl cry’n' at a table and it was Frank, they said
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| Well I went out and I jumped in my car and I hit the lights
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| Well I musta done one hundred and ten through Michigan county that night
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| It was out at the crossroads, down `round Willow bank
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| Seen a Buick with Ohio plates. |
| Behind the wheel was Frank
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| Well I chased him through them county roads
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| Till a sign said «Canadian border five miles from here»
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| I pulled over the side of the highway and watched his tail-lights disappear
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| Me and Frankie laughin' and drinkin'
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| Nothin' feels better than blood on blood
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| Takin' turns dancin' with Maria as the band
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| Played «Night of the Johnstown Flood» |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Highway Patrolman , by - Whitey Morgan and the 78's. Song from the album Grandpa's Guitar, in the genre Кантри