Little Angel Little Brother Amos Lee

[Verse 1]
Your R&B records, your music books
Your sense of humor and your rugged good looks
I see you now at the piano
Your back a slow curve
Playing Ray Charles and Fats Domino
While I sang all the words

[Chorus]
Little angel, little brother

[Verse 2]
Your bad habits and your attitude
Your restless ways and your solitude
I see you leaning your lanky frame
Just inside the door
A figure behind the kitchen screen
Staring down at the floor

[Chorus]
Little angel, little brother
Little angel, little brother

[Verse 3]
Your passion for Shakespeare and your paperbacks
Your chess pieces and your wisecracks
I see you sleeping in the car
Curled up on the back seat
Parked outside of a bar
An empty bottle at your feet