Easy One To Blame

Easy One To Blame

 Me and my twin brother, started early in the sixth grade

Smoking pot and drinking, raising hell and tempting fate

But when I got Pam pregnant, I thought I better change

Become a good family man, go to church on Sunday

My brother was a wild one, I knew he’d never change

I couldn’t say no to him, he was an easy one to blame

My brother loved to tempt me, stopping by on Saturday

We told Pam we were fishing, then we went the other way

He’d roll me out at the curb, just before the light of day

I would stumble to the door, red eye and shit-faced

My brother was a wild one, I knew he’d never change

I couldn’t say no to him, he was an easy one to blame

She would give me silent treatment, we wouldn’t talk all day

Then she gave me a warning, but I went fishing anyway

Next Sunday at daylight, she packed light and moved away

I took everything she left behind, threw it in the fireplace

My brother was a wild one, I knew he would never change

I couldn’t say no to him, he was an easy one to blame

Early one Sunday morning, we rolled out on the highway

I broke my arm and leg, but my brother died that day

 Now the guilt is killing me, I know I’m the one to blame

Bulletproof of Youth
Texas Style Songwriter And Storyteller Poetry.
© Paul H. Keeler… A Cosmic Cowboy