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Album: Legends of the Lost Found

Old Folkie

He's the man with the banjo and the 12-string guitar.
And he's singing us the songs that tell us who we are.
When you look in his eyes you know that somebody's in there.
Yeah, he knows where we're going and where we been
And how the fog is gettin' thicker where the future should begin.
When you look at his life you know that he's really been there.

Still, what is the name that they're calling that man?
What is the name that they're calling that man?
You know, it's always the Old Folkie
They say he's always bleedin'
But whenever somebody's needing him,
He's the one who cares.
It's always the Old Folkie
Whenever somethin's burning,
Or a lesson needs some learning,
Or a tide that needs some turning,
To a better world somewhere,
Yeah, the Old Folkie's there.

Yeah, for forty years now he's been pushin' on.
Carrying the dream 'cause Woody's long gone.
He's the last voice singing that Bound for Glory song.
And if you never seen him you might take a look
He's the man who put the meaning in the music book.
Yeah, the world may be tired but Pete's still going strong.

Still, what is the name that they're calling that man?
What is the name that they're calling that man?
You know, it's always the Old Folkie
They say he's always bleedin'
But whenever somebody's needing him,
He's the one who cares
It's always the Old Folkie:'
Whenever somethin's burning,
Or a lesson needs some learning,
Or a tide that needs some turning,
To a better world somewhere, Yeah, the Old Folkie's there.

What is the name that they're calling that man?
What is the name that they're calling that man?
You know, it's always the Old Folkie
Singing for some hopeless cause.
Shouting at the mountain top
The wind is his only applause.
It's always the Old Folkie
We don't know what we're missing
'Cause nobody ever listens,
'Cept the lovers as they're kissin'
Oh, he's singing for them somewhere.
Yeah, the Old Folkie's there. The Old Folkie's there.

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