Hikin’ a football between his knees   runnin’ to catch a pass   Climbing up the friendly trees,   fallin’ in the grass   My brother Woody.      Singin’ a song and playin’ guitar   laughin’ at every goof   Tryin’ to touch the morning star   from the toolshed roof   My brother Woody      Don’t go away and leave the lights on   Curtain strings don’t get yanked   Gotta watch out for Mom "the Bomb"   Be good enough not to get spanked   My brother Woody