| Brother, I think it’s time we talked | 
| Why do guys like us spend most our lives playing it tough? | 
| Oh, and brother, I see this world’s got you down | 
| You look like you look when you got your heart broke | 
| In 7th grade by Katie Brown | 
| We played ball out in the yard | 
| We raced our bikes, we wrecked our cars | 
| Stayed out late in midnight bars | 
| Oh, we got drunk out in the fights | 
| Fell for the same girl once or twice | 
| And somehow made it out alive | 
| But in the end, always there for each other | 
| Oh, brother | 
| When I couldn’t see, you always found a way to believe in me | 
| You were the quarterback when I rode the bench | 
| The knuckleball nobody could hit | 
| If you’re the underdog, you’re the comeback kid | 
| You’ll find a way to get through this | 
| We played ball out in the yard | 
| We raced our bikes, we wrecked our cars | 
| Stayed out late in midnight bars | 
| Oh, we got drunk out in the fights | 
| Fell for the same girl once or twice | 
| And somehow made it out alive | 
| But in the end, always there for each other | 
| Brother, oh, brother | 
| I hope you know I’d take a bullet | 
| Stand out on the frontline | 
| Oh, life is short, don’t you know it? | 
| But everybody needs a partner in crime | 
| You had my back when dad got sick | 
| You being there’s what did the trick | 
| We both thought that that was it | 
| Oh, you were my first call that night in jail | 
| You rushed in to pay my bail | 
| We sure raise a lot of hell | 
| I still make you swear to never tell my mother | 
| Oh, we’ll always be there for each other | 
| Brother, oh, brother, yeah | 
| Oh, brother |