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In faded gabardine he to stand
Down by the Union with that ol' hat in his hand.
A devil, a singin' rag-time saint.
The young folks him beautiful, the old folks called him quaint.

And the station-master pointed to the
And they busted him for loiterin' when he was makin' rhyme.
Out in the snow he'd sing his song
To a world too to listen and too white to sing along.

Just a Nashville casualty and
Done left him a dime.
Ever since the Lord took his wife
You'll find him on the corner all the time.
And most of Music City the saw the world within the song
Of a casualty and life ?? goes on.

In the attic sets a dusty hat and
And the kids found a banjo there all rusted from the rain.
I strummed a little rag-time beat
And I sang for soul out on the street.

I could see him standin' in the rain
His and blinded face reflectin' all the pain
Of all the years and people by
And all the memories that can make a banjo cry.

a Nashville casualty and life
It's a riff hell to play.
You sings for livin' in the street
And you in the back of some caf