Old Frank

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Sitting by a campfire eating old pork and beans Waiting on an old slow freight heading south to New Orleans They say it's warm and there's a hot of pretty Creole queens So I'm leaving this poor north so cold and eating shrimp instead of beans [Verse 2] Just like old Frank sitting there by me the fire was dying 'neath the pot And his hands so old tremble from the cold a scene I've never forgot He said son go on home to your mama before you wind up like me Hurting everyone else including yourself don't waste your life foolishly [Verse 3] I could see the tears filling his eyes as he handed me a picture faded bad And as the angel of death took his last breath There standing by me in the picture I could see old Frank and it was signed love dad