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DThe house was like a tomb.
DI was hiding in my room.
G DAs my brother made his way on down the hall.
DI didn't want to say goodbye.
D GAnd I was trying to deny there was a war,
DAnd that he got the call.
BmI watched him from my window
DThen I ran down the stairway
AThrough the front door and I cried
GAnd I let him see my tears
D AI said I'll give you my rookie of DiMaggio.
DI'll do anything you want,
GClean your room, or wash your car.
D Asus4 GI'll do anything so long as you don't go.
D Asus4 DBut he said, this is what brothers are for.
DBut the one I love the most
G DTaught me how to hunt and swing a bat.
DAnd I wrote him every night,
DI said I miss our pillow fights,
G DBut lately I just wonder where you're at.
Bm GSometimes freedom makes it hard to live.
D A When it takes things from you that you don't want to give.
DI said you come back you hear?
D ALaugh and fish down in the maple grove
DI'll do anything you want.
GThere must be someone I can call,
D Asus4 GAnd just maybe they would let you come back home.
D Asus4 DBut he wrote, this is what brothers are for.
A G DI may never have to face the anger of those guns,
A G DOr lie cold and wounded in my blood,
A G DOr know the sacrifice and what it must of cost
Bm G A For him to love me that much.
DWell, it had been two years,
DAnd I held back my tears
G DWhen I saw him in that wheel chair on the shore.
DAnd as I ran and held him tight,
DThat's when he looked me in the eye
Bm Asus4 GAnd said I'm sorry that you have to push me home.
D Asus4 DAnd I said hey, this is what brothers are for.