My little brother gotta engine on him, gotta engine on him   And he can't slow down   My little brother gotta engine on him, gotta engine on him   And he can't slow down      But he dreams and he hopes on   Better than anyone I've ever known in this world, in this world   My little brother gotta engine on him, gotta engine on him   And he can't slow down      My little sister's pretty as a princess and hotter than a pistol   When the sun goes down   My little sister's pretty as a princess and hotter than a pistol   When the sun goes down      And all the dreams may grow long   Try to find a place to call it home in this world, in this world   My little sister's pretty as a princess and hotter than a pistol   When the sun goes down      We must have fallen pretty hard when we fell in love with money   Because looking at her now the sunny days don't seem so sunny   But the clouds are filled with music so let it fall on us like rain   I can feel it in the air, see it dancing on my window pane      I guess the gods that hold the key   Just don't want us to believe in this world   I believe in this world, I believe      My little guitar got a few songs in her, gotta few songs in her   That ain't been found   My little guitar got a few songs in her, gotta few songs in her   That ain't been found