My Old Man Lyrics - Jerry Jeff Walker

My old man had a rounder soul 

He'd hear an ol' freight train and he'd have to go 

Said he'd been blessed with a gypsy bone 

That's the reason guess that he'd been cursed to roam 

He came to town back 'fore the war 

He didn't even know what it was he was lookin' for 

He carried a tattered bag for his violin 

Full of lots of songs of the places he had been 

He talked real easy and he smiled and waved 

He could pass along to you when his fiddle played 

He's makin' people drop their cares and woes 

To hum out loud the tunes that his fiddle bowed 

'Til people there began to join that sound 

And ev'ryone in town was laughin' and singin,' dancin' 'round 

Like the Fiddler's tunes we all there heard that night 

As if some dream said that all the world is right 

The Fiddler's eye, it caught a lady there 

She had that rollin,' flowin', golden kind of hair 

He played for her as if she danced alone 

He played his favorite songs, the ones he called his own 

She alone was dancin' in the room 

The only thing left movin' to the Fiddler's tune 

He played until she was the last to go 

He stopped and packed his case, said he'd take her home 

And all the nights that passed a child was born 

And all the years that passed, their love would keep them warm 

And all their lives they shared, the dream come true 

All because she danced so well, the Fiddler's tune 

That the train next mornin', she blew a lonesome sound 

As if she sang the blues of what she took from town 

And all that I recall that was said when I was young 

There's no one else could play or sing the songs he sung