If I Get Murdered In The City (Appalachain Roots Revival, Boone NC) lyrics

If I get murdered in the city,

don't go revengin' in my name.

One person dead from such is plenty,

no need to go get locked away

When I leave your arms,

Some things I think of

No need to get over-alarmed

I'm coming home.

I wonder which brother is better

Which one our parents love the most.

I sure did get in lots of trouble,

they seem to let the other go.

A tear fell from my father's eyes,

I wondered what my dad would say.

Said I love you,

but i'm proud of you both,

In so many different ways.

If I get murdered in the city,

go read the letter in my desk.

Don't trouble with all my belongings,

but pay attention to my list.

Make sure my sister knows I love her,

make sure my mother knows the same

Always remember there was nothing worth sharing like the love that let us share our name.

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