(David Gates/Billy Dean)      You were a little older than me   When you bought me my first beer   You liked my company   For the first time in twenty-one years   I've laughed about the good old days   And how you kicked me out of your room   I guess you went through a phase   As your body was starting to bloom   Now we're grown up as grow-ups can be   Hell, I'm six foot three   But you're still Big Sister to me      When Jimmy Evans broke your heart   It was me he answered to   And then Mom and Dad fell apart   I remember leanin' on you   Now we have our own families   You know our blood runs deep   And you're still Big Sister to me      There's times you got under my skin like a stubborn thorn   And I'm sure there were days    When you wish I had never been born   But the years have drawn us closer somehow   And all that's water under the bridge   There's just miles between us now   And family photos all over the fridge      You call me once a week   With some advice that I don't seek   And if I Live to a hundred and three   You'll still be Big Sister to me...