(W. Nelson):
I scandalized my brother while admitting that he sang some
pretty songs
I heard that he'd been scandilizing me and Lord i knew that
that was wrong
Now i'm looking at over something cool and feeling fool
enough to see
What i had called my brother,now he had every right to call
on me
Chorus (W. Jennings,W. Nelson):
Don't ever cuss that fiddle,boy unless you want that fiddle
out of tune
That picker there in trouble,boy ain't nothing but another
side of you
If we ever get to Heaven,boy it ain't because we ain't done
nothing wrong
We're in this thing together so let settle down and steal
each other's songs
(W. Jennings):
I found a wounded brother drinking bitterly away the
afternoon
And soon enough he turned on me like he'd done every face in
that saloon
Well we cussed him to the ground and said he couldn't even
steal a decent song
But as soon as it was spoken we were sad enough to wish that
we were wrong
I know that it sounds silly but i think that i just
somebody's song
(W. Jennings,W. Nelson):
She's a good hearted woman in love with a good timin'
man
She loves him in spite of my ways that she don't
understand
Through teardrops and laughter we'll pass through this world
hand in hand
A good hearted woman in love with a good timin' man
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