Bro. Bill - Cactus

People said it was cocaine

People claimed it was gin

I know the girl and the man

That done my brother in

They put the last clean shirt

On my poor brother Bill

They put the last clean shirt

On my poor brother Bill

They found him in the back seat

Of an old abandoned Ford

When I touched the hand of my brother Bill

It was a stiff as a running board

The preacher said, he’s gone now

Gone to another place

They lowered him down into the ground

I felt a tear trickle down my face

The preacher said, he’s gone now

Gone to another place

They lowered him down into the ground

I felt a tear trickle down my face