Brother you were special
You lived life to the full
For us to see you sober
Would be unusual
But we all loved you dearly
No matter what you did
You wouldn't have been our brother
If you didn't ask for a quid
All of us who loved you
Loved you most sincere
But instead of choosing those you love
You chose the killer beer
Your life's not been an easy road
And we do understand
That all the hopes and dreams you had
Did not go quite as planned
At the young age of forty four
You finally fell asleep
Precious memories we have of you
They're ours for us to keep.
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