[Verse 1]We shared a room till I was 6I'd look across my pillowAsk her if she was sleepingTry to keep her from her sleepWe had a picture on the wall of a baby angel in a golden crownWhen the world came tumbling down on me and Marie[Verse 2]God knows we couldn't be more differentThe two of us cut from the same clothWhere one end must be velvet softThe other denim and gabardineWe were Sunday morning churchAssigned seats at the dinner tableFour older brothers raising a little bit of hell, then me and Marie[Chorus]She looks more like our motherShe's prettier and softerAnd she always helps me find my wayI've been lost a time or twoShe knows bigger words than I doBut we both got the same size shoesAnd no one's ever walked in mine but me and Marie[Verse 3]Marie turned 13, two weeks after daddy sat us down said your mama's diedAnd it took me years to realize she wasn't out getting groceriesI was waiting on a resurrectionSaved by my dispositionOur grandfather crying in the kitchenCouldn't bear the sight of me and Marie[Chorus]She looks more like our motherShe's prettier and softerAnd she always helps me find my wayI've been lost a time or twoShe knows bigger words than I doBut we both got the same size shoesAnd no one's ever walked in mine but me and Marie[Verse 4]Well, our big brothers are a GodsendWe grew up and married good menGod blessed us all with childrenWe're a pretty tight familyThe baby angel's framed in my writing roomAnd I stare at him some afternoonsHe must've known he had a job to do watching over me and Marie
