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