My Old Man John Denver
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My old man had a rounder's soul
He'd hear an old freight train
Then he'd have to go
Said he'd been blessed with a gypsy bone
That's the reason I guessed
He'd been cursed to roam
Came into town back before the war
Didn't even know what it was
He was looking for
Carried a tattered bag for his violin
It was full of lots of songs
The places that he'd been
He talked real easy had a smiling way
To pass along to you
When his fiddle played
Making people drop their cares and woes
To hum out loud those tunes
That his fiddle bowed
Till the people there began to join that sound
Everyone in town was laughing
Singing, dancing round
He'd hear an old freight train
Then he'd have to go
Said he'd been blessed with a gypsy bone
That's the reason I guessed
He'd been cursed to roam
Came into town back before the war
Didn't even know what it was
He was looking for
Carried a tattered bag for his violin
It was full of lots of songs
The places that he'd been
He talked real easy had a smiling way
To pass along to you
When his fiddle played
Making people drop their cares and woes
To hum out loud those tunes
That his fiddle bowed
Till the people there began to join that sound
Everyone in town was laughing
Singing, dancing round
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