The Fixer

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Lori McKenna - Country, Folk

The Fixer

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[Verse 1] The Fixer comes home one night Tinkers with the kitchen light Tells his wife to find something to eat Kisses her cheek softly [Verse 2] "Are you cold," he says, feeling her hand Leaves ginger ale on the nightstand She's too tired to take a sip So The Fixer finds something to fix [Chorus] He's got bicycle tires and lawnmower parts Miles of wires and kitchen drawer knobs Transistor radios, scrap metal Hand-me-down tools, one of everything Old keys to unlock unknown things [Verse 3] The Fighter says "Some things just can't be fixed" Touching the cross on her necklace Reminding The Fixer that she still believes He whispers, "Then ask for a miracle please" [Verse 4] The Fighter is fighting so damn hard She sits on a chair out in the backyard And the kids will come by later on And they'll all pretend nothing is wrong [Chorus] He's got bicycle tires and lawnmower parts Miles of wires and kitchen drawer knobs Transistor radios, scrap metal Hand-me-down tools, one of everything He's got old keys to unlock unknown things Unknown things, unknown things Unknown things, unknown things [Verse 5] The Fixer washes the grease from his hands Turns off the light by the basement stairs Kneels down, elbows on the bed next to her And prays he can find a way Prays he can find a way to fix her To fix her Oh, to fix her

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  • Lori McKenna