You left our mother a hat full of your songs
Our Pretty Sister - a wish upon a star
Little brother - a stringless guitar
Your other boys - your good looks and some charm
We've never had to bend a pretty lady's arm
With none of this - we've made it pretty far
I don't remember when you left - Dad
I guess I was too young
I've never heard a word you've said
or heard a song you've sung
Like you I was a soldier
Unlike you - I never left my Post
You should have been there for Her
Our Pretty sister - needed you the most