The Blind Fiddler - Show Of Hands

I lost my eyes in a Blacksmith’s shop in the year of '46

I was working on a revolver and it was out of fix

I am so sad and lonely and I’m condemned to roam

'Cause I am the blind fiddler and I’m a great long way from home

Well I’ve been down to Knoxville and I’ve talked to Doctor Lane

He operated on one of my eyes but nothing could be gained

I am so sad and lonely and I’m condemned to roam

'Cause I am the blind fiddler and I’m a great long way from home

Well, I’ve got a wife and three little kids and they depend on me

They’re sharing all my sorrows where ever they may be

And I hope that they’ll be careful as through this life they roam

As I am the blind fiddler and I cannot help them

I lost my eyes in a Blacksmith’s shop in the year of '46

Working on a revolver that was out of fix

I am so sad and lonely and I’m condemned to roam

'Cause I am the blind fiddler and I’m a great long way from home