I’ve got the blues

I’ve got the big brother blues

And it’s bad news

I’m paying more than my dues

How come I’ve gotta be so dog-gone good

When my brother gets to terrorize the neighborhood?

He’s got the fuse

He hits me behind their back

Then goodie two-shoes

When I try to give him a whack

If I gotta pull my punches

Cause he’s smaller than me

Then he’d better pray he’s smaller

Till a hundred and three

I gotta chose

Just what I’m getting blamed for

I always lose

I just can’t take anymore

When I grow up I’m gonna make him pay

So I guess I can be good until I get to that day

But here’s a clue

My auntie says it don’t last

When I grow up and life is going so fast

There’ll always be some memories

I won’t want to lose

So it’s good to have the big brother blues oh yea

It’s really good to have the big brother blues.

Oh yeah, It’s really good to have the big brother blues

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