Your Chair

[Verse 1]
Eleven years old in '36
Barefoot down Route 66
After all the things you did and saw
You're still a hick from Arkansas

[Verse 2]
You joined the navy at seventeen
Got in a brawl with some drunk marines
Thrown in the brig a time or two
Eleven Haitian green tattoos

[Chorus]
I've been with you to the South Pacific
Patrolling the Tokyo Bay
Landed in a plane with a flashlight in a field in Iowa
When your runaway '44 Ford rolled into Bakersfield
We weren't scared
Me riding on the sofa
You sitting in your chair

[Verse 3]
You hit the highway to spread the Word
With a pretty little redhead who sang like a bird
A tool belt-wearing preacher man
With a tender heart and calloused hand

[Chorus]
I've been with you to the South Pacific
Patrolling the Tokyo Bay
Landed in a plane with a flashlight in a field in Iowa
When your runaway '44 Ford rolled into Bakersfield
We weren't scared
Me riding on the sofa
You sitting in your chair

[Verse 4]
At eighty years old, you bungee dived
Went parachuting at 85
But you're feeling the pain at 92
That's why I'm sitting here now with you
And there never was a son who loved his father
More than I love you

[Chorus]
Well, I've been with you to the South Pacific
Patrolling the Tokyo Bay
Landed in a plane with a flashlight in a field in Iowa
When your runaway '44 Ford rolled into Bakersfield
We weren't scared
Me riding on the sofa
You sitting in your chair
Me riding on the sofa
You sitting in your chair