"Charlie" genre: Traditional Country
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	A song for my grandfather Charles Anthony Deagnon 1915-2002. CD available at www.cdbaby.com/justincurtis
	CD: Living Room Confessions Credits: Words & Music, Guitar and Vocals by Justin Curtis, Bass: Sally-Jo, Fiddle: Brantley Kearns, Life by Charles Deagnon
	Lyrics Charlie (Justin Curtis) Charlie was a farmer he worked in a northern land He was as stubborn as his livestock and as tough as his callused hands A carpenter and a welder a mechanic and blacksmith, too A Jack-of-all-trades he just did what he had to AND THE WIND BLOWS COLD ON THE LONESOME PRAIRIE HEAR IT CALLING OUT HIS NAME HE FOUGHT THE FROST, THE DROUGHTS AND DAISIES HE FOUGHT A WIND HE COULD NOT TAME He took pictures and made movies when he had time to play He loved guitar and the fiddle and he learned to fly a plane With his own wheat some rotting fruit and too much idle time He taught me and my friends about a mean brew we called Grampa's wine AND THE WIND BLOWS COLD ON THE LONESOME PRAIRIE HEAR IT CALLING OUT HIS NAME HE FOUGHT THROUGH HAIL, THROUGH DUST AND DAISIES HE FOUGHT A WIND HE COULD NOT TAME He saw a lot of things come and go in his eighty-six years of living Horse drawn carts and diesel trucks he saw the taking and the giving He told me once he could offer only one small piece of advice He said: "Don't go into farming if you're looking for an easy life" AND THE WIND BLOWS COLD ON THE LONESOME PRAIRIE HEAR IT CALLING OUT HIS NAME HE FOUGHT THE FROST, THE DROUGHTS AND DAISIES HE FOUGHT A WIND HE COULD NOT TAME He farmed as long as he could 'til arthritis got him down Then he auctioned off his tractor and bought a place in town He told me jokes and he told me stories and tales of his hard work I knew by the fire in his eyes that he loved that black land dirt AND THE WIND BLOWS COLD ON THE LONESOME PRAIRIE HEAR IT CALLING OUT HIS NAME HE FOUGHT THE FROST, THE DROUGHTS AND DAISIES HE FOUGHT A WIND HE COULD NOT TAME AND THE WIND BLOWS COLD ON THE LONESOME PRAIRIE HEAR IT CALLING OUT HIS NAME HE FOUGHT THE FROST, THE DROUGHTS AND DAISIES WITH A SPIRIT YOU COULD NOT TAME Charlie was a farmer he worked in a northern land He was as stubborn as his livestock and as tough as his callused hands

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