D
Daddy Frank played the guitar and the French harp,
                                 A
sister played the ringing tambourine.
 A7                            A
Mama couldn't hear our pretty music,
                       A7                D
she read our lips and helped the family sing.
That little band was all a part of living,
                                     A
and our only means of living at the time,
        A7                           A
and it wasn't like no normal family combo,
                        A7             D
'cause Daddy Frank the guitar man was blind.

    Bm                             D
    Frank and mama counted on each other,
          Bm                                D
    their one and only weakness made them strong.
          G                            D
    Hey, mama did the driving for the family,
          E                         A
    and Frank made a living with a song.
    Bm                              D
    Home was just a camp along the highway,
      Bm                               D
    a pick-up bed was where we bedded down.
           G                        D
    Don't ever once remember going hungry,
             D      G    D      A        D
    but I remember mama cooking on the ground.

       D
Daddy Frank played the guitar and the French harp,
                                 A
sister played the ringing tambourine.
 A7                            A
Mama couldn't hear our pretty music,
                       A7                D
she read our lips and helped the family sing.
That little band was all a part of living,
                                     A
and our only means of living at the time,
        A7                           A
and it wasn't like no normal family combo,
                        A7             D
'cause Daddy Frank the guitar man was blind.

    Bm                              D
    Don't remember how they got acquainted,
      Bm                               D
    I can't recall just how it came to be.
               G                                D
    But there had to be some special help from someone,
          E                            A
    and blessed be the one that let it be.
    Bm                              D
    Fever caused my mama's loss of hearing,
    Bm                                D
    Daddy Frank was born without his sight.
         G                             D
    And mama needed someone she could lean on,
        D     G        D      A      D
    and I believe the guitar man was right.

       D
Daddy Frank played the guitar and the French harp,
                                 A
sister played the ringing tambourine.
 A7                            A
Mama couldn't hear our pretty music,
                       A7                D
she read our lips and helped the family sing.
That little band was all a part of living,
                                     A
and our only means of living at the time,
        A7                           A
and it wasn't like no normal family combo,
                        A7             D
'cause Daddy Frank the guitar man was blind.