Sunday morning, should have been some warning, something I didn’t see
You pulled up into my life with your ripped jeans on and said “come and take a ride with me”
The ride won’t be easy, people might get hurt but we’re gonna have some fun
Like with the car roof down and the radio screaming tramps like us are born to run
In that 5 door ford, those summer nights I adored when we would just drive along the beach
Picking up those girls in their short summer skirts outside the bar on Clifton Street
Remember when we pulled up the car and headed into the town
Those nights you knew something was, going down
Remember when I had your back, I knew that you had mine, like two brothers from a separate blood line
I took you home to my family, I was 19 years old you were twenty three, that was the only difference between the two of us, we’re just two unrelated brothers out to have us some fun
Those random drives, those random nights those beautiful random girls and those random fights
The bruises you made from the words that you said, forgotten on a Sunday morning when I went home to bed
And the very next day you would call me, asking when will I next be free
When I’m with you I laugh like all the old friends do, I say you just get me and you know I get you!
At twenty one, the fun had only begun, our arms we matched with the same colored ink
And if I saw a girl I thought I could marry one day I’d always ask you my brother “what do you think”
Out in the love hunting bars, we search for those town girls, it seems like that was a different world
You told me you were getting married, I told you that I was too
I was the best man by your side at the altar, when you told my replacement that I do
Even in the darkest hours, my phone waits for you to ring
The sun comes up every morning, and the birds still sing
My phone gathers dust waiting for you next to call
I thought aint life just a funny old thing