Frank D. Fixer

                                  Frank D. Fixer was a handyman

He could handle anything; he was my granddad

He grew his own food and could fix his own car

I watched it all happen in our backyard

He'd reinvent the part to fix a broken home

He'd restore the heart



Well 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



Well if Frank D. Fixer were alive today

Well he may laugh at me or he may have a lot to say

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



Well I wish I was a farmer

I would grow you a Garden of Eden

And I would bless the family with the gifts that granddad handed me

How wonderful that would be

Baby I'll make that guy be me