Now ever since we was young
kids it's been the same come down
I get a call over the radio
Franky's in trouble downtown
Well if it was any other man,
I'd put him straight away
But when it's your brother
sometimes you look the other way
Me and Franky laughin' and
drinkin' nothin' feels better than blood on blood
Takin' turns dancin' with
Maria as the band played "Night of the Johnstown Flood"
I catch him when he's strayin'
like any brother would
Man turns his back on his
family well he just ain't no good
Well Franky went in the army
back in 1965 I got a farm deferment, settled down, took Maria for my wife
But them wheat prices kept
on droppin' till it was like we were gettin' robbed
Franky came home in `68, and
me, I took this job
Yea we're laughin' and drinkin'
nothin' feels better than blood on blood
Takin' turns dancin' with
Maria as the band played "Night of the Johnstown Flood"
I catch him when he's strayin',
teach him how to walk that line
Man turns his back on his
family he ain't no friend of mine
Well the night was like any
other, I got a call `bout quarter to nine
There was trouble in a roadhouse
out on the Michigan line
There was a kid lyin' on the
floor lookin' bad bleedin' hard from his head there was a girl cryin' at
a table and it was Frank, they said
Well I went out and I jumped
in my car and I hit the lights
Well I must of done one hundred
and ten through Michigan county that night
It was out at the crossroads,
down round Willow bank
Seen a Buick with Ohio plates
behind the wheel was Frank
Well I chased him through
them county roads till a sign said Canadian border five miles from here
I pulled over the side of
the highway and watched his taillights disappear
Me and Franky laughin' and
drinkin'
Nothin' feels better than
blood on blood
Takin' turns dancin' with
Maria as the band played "Night of the Johnstown Flood"
I catch him when he's strayin'
like any brother would
Man turns his back on his
family well he just ain't no good
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