I worked the rigs from three to mid night
On the Corpus Christi Bay
I'd get off and drink till daylight
I had a plan to take my wa ges
Leave the rigs behind for good
But that life it is contagious
And it gets down in your blood
I lived in Corpus with my brother
We were always on the run
We were bad for one another
But we were good at having fun
We got stoned along the sea wall
We got drunk and rolled a car
We knew the girls at every dance hall
My brother had a wife and family
You know, he gave them a good home
But his wife thought we were crazy
And one day we found her gone
We threw her clothes into the car trunk
Her photographs, her rosary
We went to the pier and got drunk
And threw it all into the sea
Now my brother lives in Houston
He married for the second time
He got a good job with the union
And it's keeping him in line
He came to Corpus just this weekend
It was good to see him here
He said he finally gave up drinking
Then he ordered me a beer
