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Daddy Frank played the guitar and the French horn
Sister played the ringin' tambourine
Mama couldn't hear our pretty music
She read our lips and helped the family sing
That little band was all a part of livin'
And our only means of livin' at the time
And it wasn't like no normal family combo
'Cause Daddy Frank the guitar man was blind
Frank and momma counted on each other
Their one and only weakness made them strong
And momma did the drivin' for the family
And Frank made a livin' with a song
Home was just a camp along the highway
A pick-up bed was where we bedded down
Don't ever once remember goin' hungry
I remember mama cookin' on the ground
Daddy Frank played the guitar and the French horn
Sister played the ringin' tambourine
Mama couldn't hear our pretty music
She read our lips and helped the family sing
That little band was all a part of livin'
And our only means of livin' at the time
And it wasn't like no normal family combo
'Cause Daddy Frank the guitar man was blind
Don't remember how they got acquainted
I can't recall just how it came to be
But there had to be some special help from someone
And blessed be the one who let it be
Fever caused my mama's loss of hearing
Daddy Frank was born without his sight
And mama needed someone she could lean on
And I believe the guitar man was right
Daddy Frank played the guitar and the French horn
Sister played the ringin' tambourine
Mama couldn't hear our pretty music
She read our lips and helped the family sing
That little band was all a part of livin'
And our only means of livin' at the time
And it wasn't like no normal family combo
'Cause Daddy Frank the guitar man was blind
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