Old man comes out of the rain
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His heart¡¯s as heavy as night
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There was a time he was soldier boy
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He forgot the times before the war
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There was a girl he could have called his wife
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But he let her slip right through his hands
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He plays guitar on the corner some
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Not enough to be a star
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But it¡¯s enough just to have some fun
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And make some people happy awhile
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Searching for a sight unseen
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For what his father has not been
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He¡¯s searching for a feeling he calls home
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Went to church to pray for a sign
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Throw me a rope, Lord, throw me a line
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So I can hang on or I can climb
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I don¡¯t really care
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I just want to find my own way
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Sing the songs that my guitar plays
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Make a child smile, make a daddy cry
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Make my mama sing a lullaby
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I¡¯m searching for a sight unseen
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For what my father has not been
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I¡¯m searching for a feeling I call home
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Sight Unseen
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| Jack Ingram |
