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[Chorus]
D
Daddy Frank played the guitar and the french harp
D A
Sister played the ringing tambourine
A
And mama couldn't hear our pretty music
A D
But she read our lips and helped the family sing
D
That little band was all a part of living
D A
And our only means of living at the time
A
And it wasn't like no normal family combo
A D
'Cause Daddy Frank the guitar man was blind
[Verse]
Bm D
Frank and Mama counted on each other
D Bm A
Their one and only weakness made them strong
G D
Mama did the driving for the family
D E A
And Frank made a living with his song
Bm D
Home was just a camp along the highway
Bm A
Pickup bed is where we bedded down
A G D
Don't ever once remember going hungry
D G D A D
But I remember Mama cooking on the ground
[Chorus]
D
Daddy Frank played the guitar and the french harp
D A
Sister played the ringing tambourine
A
Mama couldn't hear the pretty music
A D
But she read our lips and helped the family sing
D
That little band was all a part of living
D A
And our only means of living at the time
A
And it wasn't like no normal family combo
A D
'Cause Daddy Frank the guitar man was blind
[Verse]
D Bm D
Don't remember how they got acquainted
D Bm A
I can't recall just how it came to be
A G D
There had to be some special help from someone
D E A
And blessed be the one who let it be
Bm D
Fever caused my Mama's loss of hearing
Bm A
Daddy Frank was born without his sight
A G D
And Mama needed someone she could lean on
D G D A D
And I believe the guitar man was right
[Chorus]
D
Daddy Frank played the guitar and the french harp
D A
Sister played the ringing tambourine
A
Mama couldn't hear our pretty music
A D
But she read our lips and helped the family sing
D
That little band was all a part of living
D A
And our only means of living at the time
A
And it wasn't like no normal family combo
A D
'Cause Daddy Frank the guitar man was blind
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