The Harmonica Man

[Verse:] An old man stood and stared into the music store window And he saw a sorta harmonica lyin' there in the sun He thought of the music the harp could be playing He closed his old eyes and he started to hum He hummed an old song bout an unfaithful lover He hummed the sweet tune about children at play He hummed the bright song about beer drinking buddies One about Jesus and uncloudy day Well, he bought the harmonica and he took it on home With his youth all behind him and livin' alone He soon learned to play it as pure and as cool As any great master musician could do He played an old song 'bout an unfaithful lover He played the sweet tune about children at play He played the bright song about beer drinking buddies And one about Jesus and uncloudy day Well, they found him one morning lying there on the sofa Ah but they didn't find his harmonica there They lowered him down and they put the dirt On him ashes to ashes to Jesus a prayer Well, the old man's gone and of course his music went with him And there's a sadness about him you know it seems strange to say For all of his music and as much as he loved it Nobody else even knew he could play