John Denver
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My old man had a rounder's soul.
He'd hear an old freight train.
Then he'd have to go.
Said he'd been blessed with a gipsy bone.

That's the reason they guessed
He'd been cursed to roam.
Came into town back before the war.

Didn't even know what it was
He was looking for.
He carried a tattered bag for his violin.

It was full of lots of songs
Of places that he'd been.
He talked real easy had a smiling way

To pass along to you
When his fiddle played.
Making people drop their cares and woes.

To hum out loud those tunes
That his fiddle howed.
Till the people there began to join that sound.

And everyone in town was laughing.
Singing, dancing round.
Like the fiddler's tune was all they heard that night.

As if some dream said
"All the world is right"
His fiddler's eye caught one beauty there.

She had that rollin' flowin'
golden kind of hair.
He played for her as if she danced alone.

He played his favorite songs.
Ones he called his own.
He played until she was the last to go.

He stopped and packed his case
And said he'd take her home.


All the nights that passed a child was born.
All the years that passed.
That love would keep them warm.
All their lives they'd share a dream come true.
All because she danced
while his fiddle tuned.
My old man had a rounder's soul.

He'd hear an old freight train.
Then he'd have to go.
All that I recall said when I was so young.
No one else could really
Sing those songs he sung.



Mirror lyrics:


Sing those songs he sung.
No one else could really
All that I recall said when I was so young.
Then he'd have to go.
He'd hear an old freight train.

My old man had a rounder's soul.
while his fiddle tuned.
All because she danced
All their lives they'd share a dream come true.
That love would keep them warm.
All the years that passed.
All the nights that passed a child was born.


And said he'd take her home.
He stopped and packed his case

He played until she was the last to go.
Ones he called his own.
He played his favorite songs.

He played for her as if she danced alone.
golden kind of hair.
She had that rollin' flowin'

His fiddler's eye caught one beauty there.
"All the world is right"
As if some dream said

Like the fiddler's tune was all they heard that night.
Singing, dancing round.
And everyone in town was laughing.

Till the people there began to join that sound.
That his fiddle howed.
To hum out loud those tunes

Making people drop their cares and woes.
When his fiddle played.
To pass along to you

He talked real easy had a smiling way
Of places that he'd been.
It was full of lots of songs

He carried a tattered bag for his violin.
He was looking for.
Didn't even know what it was

Came into town back before the war.
He'd been cursed to roam.
That's the reason they guessed

Said he'd been blessed with a gipsy bone.
Then he'd have to go.
He'd hear an old freight train.
My old man had a rounder's soul.


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