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