Imitation leather, Naugahyde Two inch tear down the left-hand from daddy's pocketknife, that wasn't my fault Moved along with us everywhere we No matter where we lived it fit it Kinda our next of kin, if that chair could talk
My little brother, Billy, broke his hand Jumpin' off the arm superman With my grandma's old red Afghan tied his neck It's where at least a thousand were read Our Siamese cat it her bed It even heard an 'I thee When sister in the living room
To that Phillips boy just down the block If that chair could
bought it in a yard sale in 65 It was daddy's favorite after he retired Survived all of and a kitchen fire Smoke wiped right off It's where I spent a million talkin' on the phone It was my favorite to polish my toes Somethin' didn't know, if that chair could talk
From leave it to beaver to the Brady noodle soup and captain crunch TV dinners to lunch, and movies late at night Brother me backwards until' I screamed He'd get in trouble for so mean And when he told that he'd joined the marines It's where she sat in shock
The good, the bad, it's it all If chair could talk
It caught my Held me up when I bad It called my It's good to keep a friend that
It hid the ice cream money for hot days It listened while I for my high school play And all the times it heard me pray when things goin' rough And it's where Baker gave me my first kiss Mama in and nearly had a fit There's footprints of my life all it been through a lot
The good, the bad, it's it all If that chair talk
leather, pink Naugahyde Two inch down the left hand side