Imitation leather, Naugahyde Two inch tear down the left-hand Came from daddy's pocketknife, wasn't my fault Moved with us everywhere we went No matter where we it always fit it Kinda like our next of kin, if that chair could
My little brother, Billy, broke his hand off the arm like superman With my grandma's old red tied around his neck It's where at a thousand books were read Our cat made it her bed It even heard an 'I thee When sister married in the room
To that Phillips boy just down the block If that could talk
Mama bought it in a yard in 65 It was daddy's favorite chair he retired Survived all of that and a kitchen Smoke stains wiped off It's where I spent a million hours on the phone It was my favorite spot to my toes mama didn't know, if that chair could talk
From leave it to to the Brady bunch noodle soup and captain crunch TV dinners to lunch, and movies late at night Brother tippin' me backwards I screamed He'd get in trouble for so mean And he told mama that he'd joined the marines It's where she sat down in
The good, the bad, it's it all If chair could talk
It my tears me up when I felt bad It my fears It's good to keep a friend that
It hid the ice cream money for hot summer It listened while I practiced for my school play And all the times it heard me pray when things were goin' And where Bobby Baker gave me my first kiss Mama in and nearly had a fit footprints of my life all over it We've been a lot
The good, the bad, seen it all If that could talk
Imitation leather, Naugahyde Two inch tear down the left side