Liver and Onions Lyrics

Liver and onions on Tuesdays

Me and grandpa at Nelson's Cafe

Yuck, ish, the look of that dish

But I liked going there anyway

I suppose it was just to be near him

Oh the things a kid does to be seen

I wish liver and onions on Tuesdays

Had been every day of the week

Well, my uncle Duane was the barber

I rode my bike for a haircut 'round noon

'Cause I knew he would soon take a lunch break

And a good chance he'd take me with too

I suppose it was just to be near him

Oh, the things that we do, but don't say

If only my hair had grown faster

I'd get it cut everyday

Setting up chairs Sunday mornings

I'd go with my dad to help out

Sometimes he'd pour me a coffee

I'd drink it, though it was too stout

I suppose it was just to be near him

Close enough to catch some of his rays

If only the church held more people

Sunday mornings would take up all day

Liver and onions on Tuesdays

Me and grandpa at Nelson's Cafe

Yuck, ish, the look of that dish

But I liked going there anyway