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