Uploaded June 2024 | Updated September 2026, 1 hour ago

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LYRICS:
My dad sitting in his chair he sits and stares all day
At his flat screen TV at Christmas he got from me
His fingers they give a touch
He tells me that I paid too much
He sits there and watches alone
I'd give him everything I own

My dad sitting in his chair he's still got hair and pride
Ask him how he's feeling - with an emphysema grin he's fine
He cancels doctors' appointments
Says they only make him come back
He's still got some of that ointment
From when my sister had that rash

His passion's always been golf
Always pulled for the twins
Broke his back some months ago
Never complained of a twinge

My dad sitting in his chair he does crossword there each day
He's got his Chocolate Swoon at his spittoon takes aim
There's a Bible on the floor
Next to the baseball box score
On his dresser a picture of
His one and only grandson

My dad sitting in his chair he's never seen me play
He gets a kick from the newspaper when he sees the family name
There's a Bible on the floor
Next to the baseball box score
On his dresser a picture of
His one and only grandson

My dad I love my dad I love
My dad I love my dad I love
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"My Dad" - written by Paul Westerberg.