The Old Blind Fiddler

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When I was just a kid I'd go to 
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town on Saturday

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And on the street I'd listen to 
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the old blind fiddler play

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He was close to no one though his 
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life was almost gone

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But to me he was my friend and 
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always played such pretty songs


People dropped their nickels in his 
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cup as they walked by

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Sometimes he would play so sad 
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yet I just have to cry

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Then one day I went to town to 
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hear the old man play

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But he was gone and someone said 
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the old man passed away


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I can still hear him playing
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And when people stop to listen

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He would say God walked beside you 
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all the way

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And I'd listen to the old blind 
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fiddler play


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A week or so ago one night I had 
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the strangest dream

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I dreamed I went to heaven and I 
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heard a million strings

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And standing there I heard the 
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music blow from heaven sky

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And for the first time in my life 
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I saw the color of his eyes


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And I can still hear them playing
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And he shook my hand and told me

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Son I knew we'd meet again some day

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And once again I heard the old 
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blind fiddler pl-a-y