Karaoké Murder in the City The Avett Brothers

If I get murdered in the city don't go revengin' in my name

One person dead from such is 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 seem 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 nothin' worth sharin' like the love that let us share our name

Always remember there was nothin' worth sharin' like the love that let us share our name