"Say that boy's a wonderment"
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"No! The kid's a freak"
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But that kid he don't care none
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His black hands resting on the keys
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Hoppin' like a big old frog
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And hissin' like a train
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Entertaining royalty
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All points east, west and in-between
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General he's a fine old man
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Treat him like his own
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"Boy wouldn't know from money"
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Just throw old Blind Tom a bone
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From the times of King Cotton
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May we present to you
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All you Jim Crow monkeys
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From Harlan County down to Tuscaloo
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Pay me anything you like
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I'll pay it back to you
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Be careful what you call me though
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Some things cut clear on through
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I may be an idiot
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I may be a savant
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I didn't choose this life for me
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But it's something that I want
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Cocks that old big head aside
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Grunts a word or two
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Keeps 'em guessin' every night
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Is he really gonna make it through
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Faint hearts with their fans out
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Starched collars and cigars
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He weren't no use for slavin'
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"I wouldn't want him in my yard"
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[Chorus x2]
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The Ballad Of Blind Tom
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| Elton John |
