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BLIND FIDDLER I lost my eyes in the blacksmith's shop in the year of 56 While dusting out a T planch which was out of fix It bounded from my tongs and there concealed my doom I am a blind fiddler and far from my home I've been to San Francisco, I've been to Dr. Lane He operated on one of my eyes but nothing could he gain He told me that I'd never see and it's no cause to mourn I am a blind fiddler and far from my home I have a wife and three little ones depending now on me To share all my troubles, whatever they may be I hope that they'll be careful while I'm compelled to roam I am a blind fiddler and far from my home dates back to about 1850, according to Sing Out (source of these words), through Mrs. Emma Dusenberry. American. recorded by Joe Hickerson @mining @work filename[ BLINDFID TUNE FILE: BLINDFID CLICK TO PLAY SOF  8note Sheet |
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