Jerry Jeff Walker — My Old Man

[Verse 1] My old man had a rounder soul He'd hear an old freight train and then he'd have to go He said he'd been blessed with a gypsy bone And that's the reason I guess that he'd been cursed to roam He came through town back before the war Didn't even know what it was that he was lookin' for He carried a tattered bag for his violin Full of lots of songs of the places he had been He talked real easy and he smiled and waved He could pass along to you when his fiddle played Makin' people drop their cares and woes To hum out loud those tunes that his fiddle bowed 'Til the people there began to join that sound And everyone in town was laughin,' singin,' dancin' 'round The Fiddler's tunes were all they heard that night Like some dream that says all the world is right [Verse 2] The 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, the ones he called his own 'Til she alone was dancin' in the room The only thing left movin' to that Fiddler's tune [Verse 3] He played until she was the last to go Then he stopped and packed his case, said he'd take her home In all the nights that passed a child was born In all the years that passed, love would keep them warm And all their lives they'd share that dream come true All because she danced so well his fiddler tune [Verse 4] The train next mornin' blew a lonesome sound As if she sang the blues of what she took from town And all that I recall that was said when I was young Was no one else could really sing those songs he sung