Little Frankie died today, said his heart gave out Said little Frankie had it all, they didn't know what they were talking about Cause the house looks nice from the outside, doesn't mean that all is well Cause unless you live inside it, you can never tell, whoa Little Frankie died today, son of a drinking man Thrown by things he couldn't control or could never understand Things that you and me take for granted, Frankie couldn't find joy Like the comforting arms of a loving wife and the love of his little boy A child learns what a child sees, it can never be undone Like the markings on a bullet fired from a gun And all those things will stay, no matter how far you run Oh, the fact of the matter is, luck, father, luck, son Little Frankie died today, just lost his big man As a boy he got so little, as a man he had little to give He tried his best to make it work, but it was never in the cards Cause the hand of God had dealt him, and life would be too hard A child learns what a child sees, it can never be undone Like the markings on a bullet fired from a gun And all those things will stay with you, no matter how far you run Oh, the fact of the matter is, luck, father, luck, son Oh, the fact of the matter is *