Franklin Pierce - The Two Man Gentlemen Band

Franklin Pierce Lyrics

Whoa, didn’t he wander, the streets of Concorde
And wasn’t he dizzy, dizzy with beer?
Oh you know there ain’t, ain’t nothing funny
about the death of Franklin Pierce.
Oh, the Lord gave him three children,
and he took them all away;
struck two down with typhus
and crushed one beneath a train.
That’s why he filled the White House up with tears;
Oh, there ain’t nothing funny about the death of Franklin Pierce.
In Old New Hampshire
you could hear the laughter
every time he came near
but you know there ain’t, ain’t nothing funny
about the death of Franklin Pierce.

When you’re all alone,
and your money’s gone
and your whole family’s dead,
sit back and have another drink Mr. President.
‘cause ain’t that every good man’s fear?
Oh, there ain’t nothing funny about the death of Franklin Pierce.
Oh ah, Oh ah, Oh ah, Oh ah,
Oh ah, Oh ah, Oh ah, Oh ah,
Whoa, didn’t he wander (didn’t he wander),
the streets of Concorde (the streets of Concorde),
And wasn’t he dizzy (wasn’t he dizzy),
dizzy with beer (dizzy with beer)?
Oh you know there ain’t (oh there ain’t),
nothing funny (ain’t nothing funny)
about the death (about the death) of Franklin Pierce (Franklin Pierce).
When you’re all alone,
and your money’s gone
and your whole family’s dead,
sit back and have another drink Mr. President.
‘cause ain’t that every good man’s fear?
Oh, there ain’t nothing funny about the death of Franklin Pierce.
Submitted by DP
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