Chorus:

Daddy Frank played the guitar and the french harp

Sister played the ringin' tambourine

Mama couldn't hear our pretty music

but she read our lips and helped the family sing

that little band was all a part of livin'

and our only means of livin' at the time

and it wasn't like no normal family combo

'Cause Daddy Frank the guitar man was blind



Frank and Mama counted on each other

Their one and only weakness made them strong

Mama did the drivin' for the family

and Frank made a livin' with his song

Home was just a camp along the highway

The pickup bed is where we bedded down

I don't remember every goin' hungry

but I remember Mama cookin' on the ground



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I don't remember how they got acquainted

I don't remember how it came to be

but there had to be some special help from someone

and blessed be the one who let it be

Fever caused my Mama's loss of hearin'

Daddy Frank was born without his sight

and Mama needed someone she could lean on

and I believe the guitar man was right



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Yes it wasn't like no normal family combo

'Cause Daddy Frank the guitar man was blind