Me and my older sister
We grew up close in our own way
Talking 'cross our bedroom in the night time
Walking to school and back together each day
Then she met a boy in high school
Started walking a different way
Never once turned round as I stood
Said goodbye and waved
Our father worked in the car factory
After school some nights in the yard he'd wait
Saying work hard while you can, son
Your body won't always be your slave
And a working man's a happy man
Family, friends, and a little pay
Mean a man's able to rest
At the end of the day
My sister, she got married
Not a moment too soon, she'd say
In a public city garden
Dad gave his little girl away
But her husband drew her slowly
From her family, friends and me
I cried so hard for her some nights
I could hardly sleep
I worked hard like my father
Laying house bricks was my trade
But now in the winter my back gets so sore
I can barely stand up straight
Some weeks are better than others
Can't say I'm happy day to day
I miss my sister
And the babies I heard she's made