Brothers

Capo on 1st fret to fit with recording.

D

The house was like a tomb.

D

I was hiding in my room.

G D

As my brother made his way on down the hall.

D

I didn't want to say goodbye.

D G

And I was trying to deny there was a war,

D

And that he got the call.

Bm

I watched him from my window

G

Walking down the drive.

D

Then I ran down the stairway

A

Through the front door and I cried

D

You come back you hear?

G

And I let him see my tears

D A

I said I'll give you my rookie of DiMaggio.

D

I'll do anything you want,

G

Clean your room, or wash your car.

D Asus4 G

I'll do anything so long as you don't go.

D Asus4 D

But he said, this is what brothers are for.

D

Well I have my heroes,

D

But the one I love the most

G D

Taught me how to hunt and swing a bat.

D

And I wrote him every night,

D

I said I miss our pillow fights,

G D

But lately I just wonder where you're at.

Bm G

Sometimes freedom makes it hard to live.

D A

When it takes things from you that you don't want to give.

D

I said you come back you hear?

G

I miss you being near.

D A

Laugh and fish down in the maple grove

D

I'll do anything you want.

G

There must be someone I can call,

D Asus4 G

And just maybe they would let you come back home.

D Asus4 D

But he wrote, this is what brothers are for.

A G D

I may never have to face the anger of those guns,

A G D

Or lie cold and wounded in my blood,

A G D

Or know the sacrifice and what it must of cost

Bm G A

For him to love me that much.

D

Well, it had been two years,

D

And I held back my tears

G D

When I saw him in that wheel chair on the shore.

D

And as I ran and held him tight,

D

That's when he looked me in the eye

Bm Asus4 G

And said I'm sorry that you have to push me home.

D Asus4 D

And I said hey, this is what brothers are for.