People said it was cocaine
People claimed it was gin
I know the girl and the dew-house man
That done my brother in
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They put the last clean shirt
On my poor brother Bill
They put the last clean shirt
On my poor brother Bill
They found him in the back seat
Of an old abandoned Ford
Catch the hand of my brother Bill
It was a stiff as a running board
chorus
The preacher said, he's gone now
Gone to another place
They lowered him down into the ground
I felt a tear trickle down my face
chorus
The preacher said, he's gone now
Gone to another place
They lowered him down into the ground
I felt a tear trickle down my face
chorus