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In faded gabardine he used to stand

Down by the Union Station with that ol' hat in his hand

A banjo-pickin' devil, a singin' rag-time saint

The young folks called him beautiful, the old folks called him quaint

And the station-master pointed to the sign

And they busted him for loiterin' when he was makin' memories rhyme

Out in the falling snow he’d sing his song

To a world too cold to listen and too white to sing along

Just a Nashville casualty and life

Done left him without a dime

Ever since the good Lord took his wife

You’ll find him strummin' on the corner all the time

And most of Music City never the saw the world within the song

Of a Nashville casualty and life — goes on

In the attic sets a dusty hat and cane

And the kids they found a banjo there all rusted from the rain

I strummed a little rusty rag-time beat

And I sang for every soul out on the street

I could almost see him standin' in the rain

His black and blinded face reflectin' all the pain

Of all the years and people passin' by

And all the ringin' memories that can make a banjo cry

Just a Nashville casualty and life

It’s a riff that’s hell to play

You sings for your livin' in the street

And you sleeps in the back of some café

And most of Music City never sees the world within the song

Of a Nashville casualty and life — goes on

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