Chords
He's My Brother In-law

Key: C

Introduction:

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                                                                          C  
Verse 1
C  
He comes over to    the house in a three day beard.
F  
Sleeps on the couch and makes the place smell weird.
C                                                                                                                 G  
He's on somethin' and it damn sure ain't a job.
C  
He scares the kids and stays on the phone,
F  
He's got a car somewhere for me to co-sign on.
C                                                                              G                                              C  
He's been dis-owned, and his wife's run off with Bob.
F  
She finally told him he wasn't worth a damn,
                  C                                                                                                                                                                    G  
He tries to blame it all on Vietnam, but he wasn't there he was 12 in 74'
C  
And he's had a bad back and a messy divorce,
F  
He's got a workman's comp case tied up in court.
C                                                              G                                      C  
He can't move and I can sure vouch for that.
Chorus
C                                                                                                 F  
He's my brother in-law, He's from Arkansas.
                                        C                                                                                                      G  
Lord the best man at my weddin' and the worst I ever saw.
                                                  C                                                                         F  
He's livin' off of me, He's the baby of the family.
                             C                                                                      G                                              C  
My wife won't let me shoot him cause' he's my brother in-law.
Verse 2
F  
Everyday    he smokes four packs of menthols,
C  
Makes about eight more long distance calls,
                                                                                              G  
Snorts alchohol, talks like Dusty Rhodes.
c
F  
And eat your family out of house and home.
C                                                                                    G                                              C  
He'll cuss out your preacher, and stop up your Commode
Chorus 2
C                                                                                                                                      F  
He's your brother in-law, he's got nothin' on the ball,
                                                          C                                                                                                                      G  
The kind of man who would rob from Peter and write a bad check to Paul.
                                                          C                                                                              F  
He's gottin' out of hand, he ought to be a congress-man,
                                                                          C                                              G                                                 C  
He's the kind of fellow that I can't stand and he's my brother in-law.
          F                                            C                                    G                                                 C  
Oh Yeah..He's the generic brand and he's my brother in-law.