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He's My Brother In-law

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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.