Hey kids, gather around, I got a sad song to tell. Uncle Fred, he’s so much more than dead. Uncle Fred was using heroin when he was loaded to the core.
On Christmas morning, Uncle Fred stole a house; he slowed down right in front of it. And, a little girl full of delight, she said this is my plight, this will be my home.
Uncle Fred, Uncle Fred, Uncle Fred, Uncle Fred, Why did you turn out that way, Uncle Fred?
Uncle Fred, he used heroin five or six times a day; Uncle Fred.