SPOKEN INTRO (no music): Let me tell you about a song that I feel explains itself. It's called: "Daddy Frank, the Guitar Man." INTRO: | ) | NC CHORUS: | | | | Daddy Frank played the guitar and the french harp, | | | | Sister played the ringing tambourine. | | | | Mama couldn't hear our pretty music, | | | | She read our lips and helped the family sing. That little band was all a part of living, And our only means of living 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 driving for the family, | | And Frank made a living with a song. | | Home was just a camp along the highway; | | A pick-up bed was where we bedded down. | | Don't ever once remember going hungry, |<-1 strum But I remember mama cooking on the ground. per letter REPEAT CHORUS