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The Blind Fiddler

I lost my eyes in a Blacksmith’s shop in the year of '46
I was working on a revolver and it was out of fix
I am so sad and lonely and I’m condemned to roam
'Cause I am the blind fiddler and I’m a great long way from home
Well I’ve been down to Knoxville and I’ve talked to Doctor Lane
He operated on one of my eyes but nothing could be gained
I am so sad and lonely and I’m condemned to roam
'Cause I am the blind fiddler and I’m a great long way from home
Well, I’ve got a wife and three little kids and they depend on me
They’re sharing all my sorrows where ever they may be
And I hope that they’ll be careful as through this life they roam
As I am the blind fiddler and I cannot help them
I lost my eyes in a Blacksmith’s shop in the year of '46
Working on a revolver that was out of fix
I am so sad and lonely and I’m condemned to roam
'Cause I am the blind fiddler and I’m a great long way from home