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

And the pointed to the sign
And they busted him for loiterin' he was makin' memories rhyme.
Out in the falling snow he'd sing his
To a too cold to listen and too white to sing along.

a Nashville casualty and life
Done left him a dime.
Ever since the good Lord his wife
You'll find him strummin' on the all the time.
And most of City never the saw the world within the song
Of a Nashville casualty and ?? goes on.

In the sets a dusty hat and cane
And the kids they found a banjo there all from the rain.
I strummed a little rusty beat
And I for every soul out on the street.

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

a Nashville casualty and life
It's a riff that's to play.
You sings for your livin' in the
And you sleeps in the back of caf