Golden Smog Please Tell My Brother
please tell my brothers I love them still over the mountains on their phone bill I should call more often but they know I never will please tell my brothers I love them still please tell my sister I miss her too my nieces and nepfews and their swimming pools when I think about her her skies are blue please tell my sister I miss her too please tell my father I love him still forget the railroad and all those bills head for the cooler and drink your fill please tell my father I love him still listen dear mother I miss you the most and as I travel from coast to coast I feel your love and I feel your ghost listen dear mother I miss you the most listen dear mother I miss you the most