Big Brother

There's something special about big brothers,

As some of you may know.

And I have one that's special to me now,

As he was years ago.

There's nothing a big brother can't do

Or anyone he can't lick.

Somehow he's always there

And there's nothing he can't fix.

He's the guy that makes you laugh

When you most want to cry.

He ALWAYS let you have your way,

But teased you till you thought you'ed die.

A big brother's a pal, a counselor, a clown.

He's wise and strong and picks you up 

When your world's turned up-side-down.

Remember when you spent those hours

Listening to him talk

Or praised him when he'd sing off key,

Or just go for a long walk?

And when he'd ask you to do things

You'ed jump down and run,

He didn't think it was anything

But to you it was special and fun.

Mostly, he like you to rub his back,

Or have you scratch his head.

But sometimes he'd make you do the dishes all alone,

Or bride you till you'd make his bed.

But as the years come and go

You know within your heart

There'll always be a special place

Where big brother takes the part.

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But then the day comes when he's found someone else

To share his hopes and dreams

And you find a fear within your heart

That she won't know what they all mean.

You silly little sister -

Don't you understand?

A big brother as wonderful as him

Could only have picked someone - just as grand!

barbara cope

copyright 1958