Golden Smog please tell my brother

Please tell my brothers, I love them still
Over the mountains on their phone bill
I should call more often but they know I never will
Please tell my brothers, I love them still
Please tell my sister, I miss her too
My nieces and nephews and their swimming pools
When I think about her, her skies are blue
Please tell my sister, I miss her too
Please tell my father, I love him still
Forget the railroad and all those bills
Head for the cooler and drink your fill
Please tell my father, I love him still
Listen dear mother, I miss you the most
And as I travel from coast to coast
I feel your love and I feel your ghost
Listen dear mother, I miss you the most
Listen dear mother, I miss you the most