Original lyrics

EN

I lost my eyes in a blacksmith shop in the year of '76 While working on a revolver and it was out of six Well I am so sad and lonely and I am condemned to roam Well I am a blind fiddler I'm a great long ways from home I've been down to Knoxville had a talk with Dr Lane He operated on one of my eyes but nothing could he gain Hmm oh I'm so sad and lonely and I am condemned to roam Well I am a blind fiddler I'm a great long ways from home I've got a wife and three little kids depending now on me They're sharin' all my troubles wherever they may be Mhm oh I hope that they'll be careful as through this life they roam Cause I am a blind fiddler and I cannot help them none And I lost my eyes in a blacksmith shop... Well I am a blind fiddler I'm a great long ways from home