People said it was cocaine People claimed it was gin I know the girl and the [dew-house] man That done my brother in Chorus They put the last clean shirt On my poor brother Bill They put the last clean shirt On my poor brother Bill They found him in the back seat Of an old abandoned Ford [Catch] the hand of my brother Bill It was a stiff as a running board [chorus] The preacher said, he's gone now Gone to another place They lowered him down into the ground I felt a tear trickle down my face [chorus] The preacher said, he's gone now Gone to another place They lowered him down into the ground I felt a tear trickle down my face [chorus]