Frankie Jr., Get Me A Chair!

I love to hear “the Chairman” sing
I sho-nuff melt when he does his thing
But won’t soon forget just what I seen
The night he came to town

Had way to much upon his plate
Went all night long without a break
And there’s not much more an old man can take
Ell he should have just sat right down

He drove down to the southland
In a silver limousine
And Lord, he was a proud man
But in the end
He left it with a scream

He hit the floor like a chandelier
But right before you clearly hear’m
Say Hey! Frankie Jr., get me a chair!

He made his name and plenty money
With a tux and microphone
But when his old blue eyes
Went all funny
The poor man just could not go on

You might-a seen it in a magazine
But I was there to hear him scream
Hey! Oh! Frankie Jr., get me a…
One more time ’cause that gentleman
Hit the floor like a sack of dirt
&#@%$! Frankie Jr., get me a chair!