Highway Patrolman

[Verse 1] My name is Joe Roberts, I work for the state I'm a sergeant out on Perenville barracks number 8 I've always done an honest job, honest as I could Got a brother named Frankie, Frankie isn't no good Well, ever since we were young kids, it's been the same come down I'd get a call on the short wave, Frankie's in trouble downtown Well, if it was any other man, I'd put him straight away But sometimes when it's your brother, you look the other way [Chorus] Yeah, me and Frankie laughing and drinking, nothing feels better than blood on blood Taking turns dancing with Maria while the band played "The Night of the Johnstown Flood" I catch him when he's straying, like any brother should Man turns his back on his family, he ain't no good [Verse 2] Well, Frankie went into the army back in 1965 I got a farm deferment, settled down, took Maria for my wife But them wheat prices kept on dropping, until it was like we's getting robbed Frankie came home in '68, and me, I took this job [Chorus] Yeah, me and Frankie laughing and drinking, nothing feels better than blood on blood Taking turns dancing with Maria while the band played "The Night of the Johnstown Flood" I catch him when he's straying, teach him how to walk that line Man turns his back on his family, ain't no friend of mine [Instrumental Break] [Verse 3] The night was like any other, I got a call about a quarter to nine There was trouble at a roadhouse out on the Michigan line There was a kid on the floor, looking bad, bleeding hard from his head There was a girl crying at a table, "It was Frankie," she said I ran out and I jumped in my car, then I hit the lights I must have done about a hundred and ten to Michigan County that night It was down by the crossroads, out by Willow Bank Seen the Buick with Ohio plates, behind the wheel was Frank Well, I chased him through them county roads, until the sign said Canadian border five miles from here Pulled over to the side out the highway, watched the taillights disappear [Chorus] Yeah, me and Frankie laughing and drinking, nothing feels better than blood on blood Taking turns dancing with Maria while the band played "The Night of the Johnstown Flood" I catch him when he's straying, like any brother should Man turns his back on his family, he ain't no good