I love Jamey and Jesus and my brother gone home,

I remind myself of this when I'm all alone,

that I have Jesus and Jamey and my brother gone home.

One has my heart with the music he plays,

his real country sound and his good 'ole boy ways,

the soul of a poet and the looks I desire,

forget drugs and drink cause his voice takes me higher.

I love Jamey and Jesus and my brother gone home,

I remind myself of this when I'm all alone,

that I have Jesus, sweet Jamey and my brother gone home.

One's of my flesh and my blood burning red,

I couldn't believe when they said he was dead,

a brother much better than any other there is,

forever my soul will be bound close to his.

I love Jamey and Jesus and my brother gone home,

I remind myself of this when I'm all alone,

that I have Jesus and Jamey and a good brother gone home.

One is the Lord who has given me life,

carried me close in both pain and strife,

my everything, my reason and my saving grace,

I'm thankful and humbled as I look at His face.

I love Jamey and Jesus and my brother gone home,

I remind myself of this when I'm all alone,

that I love Jamey and Jesus who took my brother on home.