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DADDY FRANK by Merle Haggard
Daddy Frank played the guitar and the french harp
Sister played the ringing tambourine
Mamma couldn't hear the pretty music
She read our lips and helped the family sing
That little band was all a part of living
And our only means of living at the time
And it wasn't like no normal family combo
Cause Daddy Frank the guitar man was blind
Chorus
Frank and mamma counted on each other
Their one and only weakness made them strong
Mamma did the driving for the family
And Frank made a living with a song
Home was just a camp along the highway
Pick-up bed was where we bedded down
Don't ever once remember going hungry
But I remember mamma cooking on the ground
Can't remember how they came acquainted
Can't recall just how it came to be
There had to be some special help from someone
And blessed be the one that let it be
Fever caused my mamma's loss of hearing
Daddy Frank was born without his sight
And mamma needed someone she could lean on
And I believe the guitar man was right
Repeat chorus...
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