That old tree, it creeks just like your chair That old tree, it smells like autumns air Blades of grass still frosted with dew You came yesterday Dinner's ready, wash your hands Come to the table But don't sit in Grandpa's chair Don't sit in Grandpa's Chair Don't sit in Grandpa's Chair Don't sit in Grandpa's Chair That old house is much beyond repair Sagging roof the beams they just wont bear Blades of grass still frosted with dew You came yesterday Dinner's ready, wash your hands Come to the table But don't sit in Grandpa's chair Don't sit in Grandpa's Chair Don't sit in Grandpa's Chair Don't sit in Grandpa's Chair