Murder in the city - live at bojangles coliseum/2009 by The Avett Brothers Lyrics

If I get murdered in the city
Don’t go revengin' in my name
One person dead from such as plenty
No need to go get locked away

When I leave your arms
The things that I think of
No need to get over alarmed
I’m comin' home

I wonder which brother is better
Which one our parents love the most
I sure did get in lots of trouble
They seemed to let the other go

A tear fell from my father’s eyes
I wondered what my dad would say
He said I love you
And I’m proud of you both, in so many different ways

If I get murdered in the city
Go read the letter in my desk
Don’t bother with all my belongings
But pay attention to the list
Make sure my sister knows I loved her
Make sure my mother knows the same
Always remember, there was nothing worth sharing
Like the love that let us share our name
Always remember, there was nothing worth sharing
Like the love that let us share our name