(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.