Frank D. Fixer was a handyman He could handle everything; he was my granddad He grew his own food and fixed his own car I watched it all happen in our backyard He'd reinvent the part to fix the broken home He restored the heart
I wish I was a fixer I would fix you up inside I would build you a town if the world fell down I wish I was that guy
If Frank D. Fixer were alive today Well he may laugh at me and he may have a lot to say Well he might ask that I keep working for the family To keep the bills all paid and be his protégé What happened to the ground right where we are? What happened to the family farm?
I wish I was a fixer I would fix you up inside I would build you a town if the world fell down I wish I was that guy
Every evening breaking bread He showed us who a real man is No matter what my grandma says He would never lose his head
I wish I was a fixer I would fix you up inside I would build you a town if the world fell down I wish I was that guy
I wish I was a farmer I would grow you a Garden of Eden I would bless the family with the gifts that granddad handed me How wonderful that would be Mayby I'll make that guy be meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
