Guy Clark – Indian Head Penny (Guitar)

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I rolled off the San Francisco Mint in 1909

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The last one that they ever made, you should have seen me shine

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When I landed on the counter, they gave me to a kid

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Making change for a jawbreaker was the first thing that I did

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I got traded for a pocket knife, two marbles, and some string

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Wound up on a railroad track waiting for a train

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I got snatched up by a hobo and turned right into wine

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Pitched up against the wall at least a hundred thousand times

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Around and round a penny goes

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Around and back again

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Listen and I'll tell you

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The places that I've been

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I got stolen from a banker by Pretty Boy Floyd and then

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He gave me to a farmer who was trying to save his land

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I was good luck to a soldier back in World War II

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He lost me in a poker game the day the war was through

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I got stuck behind the back seat of a '51 Chevrolet

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I was spare change in the sixties, getting worth less every day

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Now it's piggy banks and gum machines and occasional wishing wells

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Or laying on a barroom floor, Indian heads or tails

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Around and round a penny goes

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Around and back again

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Listen and I'll tell you

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The places that I've been

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I'm a pretty lucky penny, Lord, it happens every time

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Just when I start feeling lost and left behind

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Some kid will pick me up and wonder where I've been

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Put me in his pocket, oh, and here I go again

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Around and round a penny goes

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Around and back again

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Listen and I'll tell you

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The places that I've been

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Around and round a penny goes

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Around and back again

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Listen and I'll tell you

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The places that I've been