Frank d. fixer was a handyman

He could handle anything; he was my granddad

He grew his own food and he could fix his own car

I watched it all happen in our backyard

He'd reinvent the part to fix the 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

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?

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.

Every evening breaking bread

He showed us who a real man is

No matter what my grandma said

He would never lose his head.

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 I wish I was a farmer

I would grow you a garden of eden

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

How wonderful that would be

Baby I'll make that guy be me.