Little Brother Songtext / Lyric

We were just kids growin' up in West Texas

Remember the hell we've raised

We chased the girls but we never could catch 'em

Those were our glory days



You called me cowboy 'cause I drove a pickup

And sang those old cheatin' songs

We'd buy a bottle of Boone's Farm, wind up all messed up

Where have those years all gone?



Hey little brother, this is old cowboy

Best keep your radio on

'Cause I might get lucky, sing on the Opry

And I'll dedicate you this song



Well, I hit the highway and never looked back

You stayed here in our old hometown

You married a sweet girl down around Austin

Had nine kids whose eyes are all brown






I hit every barroom from Bakersfield to Boston

Seeking whiskey, fortune and fame

Countin' these white lines sure gets lonely

Someday they'll all know my name



Hey little brother, this is old cowboy

Best keep your radio on

'Cause I might get lucky, sing on the Opry

And I'll dedicate you this song



Well, the years come and go and I've sure realized

Ain't nothin' like your best friend

If there's one thing I know 'til the day that I die

You've got my back, brother Ben



Hey little brother, this is old cowboy

You've got your radio on

Tonight I got lucky, I'm singin' on the Opry

And I dedicate you this song



Yeah, tonight I got lucky, I'm singin' on the Grand Ole Opry

And I dedicate you this song