Highway Patrolman

My name is Joe Roberts I work for the State

I'm a sergeant out on Perenville barracks No 8

I've always done an honest job honest as I could

Got a brother named Frankie Frankie ain't no good

Ever since we were young kids it's been the same come down

I'd get a call on a short way Frankie's in trouble downtown

But if it was any other man I'd put him straight away

But sometimes when it's your brother you look the other way

R: 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 strayin' like any brother should

Man turns his back on his family he ain't no good

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 till it was like we's gettin' robbed Frankie came home in '68 and me I took this job

R: Yeah me and Frankie laughing and drinking...

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

The night was like any other I got a call bout the quarter of 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 bout willow bank

Seen the buick with Ohio plates behind the wheel was Frank

Well I chased him through them county roads

Till the sign said Canadian border five miles from here

Pulled over to the side out the highway watched his taillights disappeared

R: Yeah me and Frankie laughing and drinking...

I catch him when he's straying like any brother should

Man turns his back on his family ain't no good