[00:00.45]I lost my eyes in the blacksmith shop
[00:03.41]In the year of fifty-six
[00:05.15]
[00:06.25]While dusting out a t-flange
[00:09.31]Which was out of fix
[00:11.21]
[00:11.91]It bounded from the tongs
[00:14.39]And there concealed my doom
[00:16.62]
[00:17.24]I am a blind fiddler
[00:19.54]And far from my home
[00:21.84]
[00:24.06]I've been to San Francisco
[00:26.37]I've been to Dr Lane
[00:28.62]
[00:29.34]He operated on one o' my eyes
[00:32.01]But nothing could he gain
[00:33.87]
[00:34.58]He told me that I'd never see
[00:37.20]And it's no use to mourn
[00:39.33]
[00:39.84]I am a blind fiddler
[00:42.18]And far from my home
[00:44.33]
[00:46.65]I have a wife and three little ones
[00:49.29]Dependin' now on me
[00:51.23]
[00:52.07]To share all my troubles
[00:54.78]Whatever they may be
[00:56.70]
[00:57.48]I hope that they'll be careful
[01:00.05]While I'm compelled to roam
[01:01.90]
[01:02.61]I am a blind fiddler
[01:04.89]And far from my home