I remember your hands
Soft and slow like linen
And I can still see your eyes
Tired and frighted with age

You’d come to see me on the stage
And not remember my name
But look me in the eyes
And love me just the same

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And what I’d not give
To hear that old banjo play
I’m told in your day
There wasn’t much you couldn’t say
With the sound of your heart
Playing out through your string

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Seems a useless sentiment
To be missing you now
When I had my chance
And I let you walk alone

But someday when it rains
And I’m tired and thin
I’ll meet you in the sunshine
And bring your old banjolin

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