Know something about this song or lyrics?
Add it to our wiki.
If I get murdered in the city
Don’t go revenging in my name
One person dead from such is plenty
No need to go get locked away
When I leave your arms
The things I think of
No need to get over alarmed
I’m coming home
I wonder which brother is better
Which one our parents loved the most
I sure did get in lots of trouble
They seemed to let the other go
A tear fell from my father’s eye
I wondered what my dad would say
He said, “I love you and I’m proud of you both,
In so many different ways”
If I get murdered in the city
Go read the letter in my desk
Don’t bother with all my belongings
Pay attention to the list
Make sure my sister knows I love her
Make sure my mother knows the same
Always remember there was nothing worth sharing
Like the love that let us share our name
Always remember there was nothing worth sharing
Like the love that let us share our name
Don’t go revenging in my name
One person dead from such is plenty
No need to go get locked away
When I leave your arms
The things I think of
No need to get over alarmed
I’m coming home
I wonder which brother is better
Which one our parents loved the most
I sure did get in lots of trouble
They seemed to let the other go
A tear fell from my father’s eye
I wondered what my dad would say
He said, “I love you and I’m proud of you both,
In so many different ways”
If I get murdered in the city
Go read the letter in my desk
Don’t bother with all my belongings
Pay attention to the list
Make sure my sister knows I love her
Make sure my mother knows the same
Always remember there was nothing worth sharing
Like the love that let us share our name
Always remember there was nothing worth sharing
Like the love that let us share our name
Lyrics submitted by Thrilliam
Track duration: 03:12
Add your thoughts
Log in now to tell us what you think this song means.
Don’t have an account? Create an account with SongMeanings to post comments, submit lyrics, and more. It’s super easy, we promise!
For such a short song to have both the stanza about the two brothers, and of course the "Always remember..." line, I get chills from this song every time.
I doubt the Avett brothers wrote "Murder in the City" with this in mind, but the song has really interesting implications for talking about interreligious dialogue between these three faiths.
"I wonder which brother is better/ which one our parents love the most/ I sure did get in lots of trouble/ they seemed to let the other go/ a tear fell from my father's eye/ I wondered what my dad would say/ he said I love you and I'm proud of you both in so many different ways."
"Always remember there was nothing worth sharing like the love that let us share our name."
What if we looked past offense at doctrine and ideologies and sought to love each other like family?