Imitation leather, Naugahyde Two inch down the left-hand side Came from daddy's pocketknife, that my fault Moved with us everywhere we went No where we lived it always fit it Kinda like our next of kin, if that chair talk
My little brother, Billy, his left hand Jumpin' off the arm like With my grandma's old red Afghan tied his neck It's where at a thousand books were read Our cat made it her bed It even heard an 'I wed' When sister in the living room
To that Phillips boy from down the block If chair could talk
Mama it in a yard sale in 65 It was daddy's favorite chair after he Survived all of that and a kitchen Smoke stains right off It's where I spent a million talkin' on the phone It was my favorite to polish my toes Somethin' mama didn't know, if chair could talk
leave it to beaver to the Brady bunch Chicken soup and captain crunch TV dinners to Sunday lunch, and movies at night Brother tippin' me until' I screamed get in trouble for bein' 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 that chair could
It caught my me up when I felt bad It my fears It's good to a friend like that
It hid the ice cream money for hot summer It while I practiced for my high school play And all the times it heard me when things were goin' rough And it's where Baker gave me my first kiss Mama came in and had a fit There's footprints of my all over it We've been a lot
The good, the bad, it's it all If that chair talk
Imitation leather, Naugahyde Two inch down the left hand side