[With Keith Whitley]
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We shared the same last name and the same color eyes,
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But we fought like tigers over that old red bike.
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"I'm battin' first and you can't use my glove."
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It wouldn't take long until push came to shove.
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But we looked out for each other,
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With brotherly love.
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You hated girls 'til I had my first date.
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I brought her home from the movies; you stayed up late.
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Three on the couch watchin' T.V.
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I was smilin' at her while you were laughin' at me.
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But, I wouldn't trade it for nothin'.
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Brotherly love.
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There's a bond that brothers know,
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And it gets stronger as they grow.
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A love that time and miles can't come between.
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We disagree but in the end,
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There will never be two closer friends.
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And brotherly love is something we all need.
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Instrumental break.
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They share the same last name and the same color eyes,
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But they fight like tigers over one ol' red bike.
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And lookin' at them reminds me of us.
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They're gonna fight and they're gonna fuss.
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But, they've got something special,
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It's brotherly love.
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Yeah, they've got something special,
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It's brotherly love.
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Brotherly Love
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| Earl Thomas Conley |
