Lyrics: David Bryan/Joe DiPietro
Music: David Bryan/Joe DiPietro
DELRAY: Now I didn't mean to call you a redneck-son-of-a-b***h
Though you are a redneck-son-of-a-b***h.
And I know you didn't mean to call my club a crappy little club,
Though I guess it is a crappy little club.
My parents died young, they died poor.
They left me with my sister, not much more.
She had this voice like none I knew,
So I opened up my club.
What else could I do?
For my sister.
My little sister.
She sang her song and the customers came-
HUEY: I came from nothin'.
DELRAY: We made some money and I made me a name!
HUEY: I'll make her somethin'.
DELRAY: You are stealing this music-
HUEY: That ain't for you to say!
DELRAY: Hey, I don't blame ya, brother, it's the American way!
HUEY: No, no, there's something you just don't understand!
DELRAY: Oh yeah, I understand you're a dangerous man!
HUEY: I love your sister, really I do.
DELRAY: Don't ever let me hear those words come out of you!
Not here in Memphis-
The danger is deep that you wanna put her in,
I don't care about you but she's my sister!
I'm a God-fearing man, a Christian through and through,
But you can bet I'll protect my baby sister!
Oh-oh-oh, she's my one and only flesh and blood!
Be careful with the one I love!
She's my sister!