Frank D. Fixer was a handyman
He could handle anything; he was my granddad
He grew his own food and could fix his own car
I watched it all happen in our backyard
He'd reinvent the part to fix a broken home
He'd restore the heart

Well I wish I was a fixer
I would fix you up inside
I would build you a town if the world fell down
I wish I was that guy

Well if Frank D. Fixer were alive today
Well he may laugh at me or he may have a lot to say
He might ask that I keep working for the family
To keep the bills all paid and be his protégé
What happened to the ground right where we are?
What happened to the family farm?

I wish I was a fixer
I would fix you up inside
I would build you a town if the world fell down
I wish I was that guy

Every evening breaking bread
He showed us who a real man is
No matter what my grandma says
He would never lose his head

I wish I was a fixer
I would fix you up inside
I would build you a town if the world fell down
I wish I was that guy

Well I wish I was a farmer
I would grow you a Garden of Eden
And I would bless the family with the gifts that granddad handed me
How wonderful that would be
Baby I'll make that guy be me

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Writer(s): Jason Mraz, Martin Terefe, Sacha Skarbek