You just gotta keep coming back to him. Why? Because he's a legend of the music, is one; and because he sang many songs that just have to be included in this series, is two. Yes, it's Merle Haggard I'm referring to, and today I bring you 'Daddy Frank':
Daddy Frank played the guitar and the french harp,The song continues with some background about the parents, which you can find out by listening to the rest. Note that this is a song in which the inwardness and strength of the family circle is a matter not only of its being one but also of its members making music together. This is a distinct sub-theme of the genre, one we have encountered previously in this series.
Sister played the ringing tambourine.
Mama couldn't hear our pretty music,
She read our lips and helped the family sing.
That little band was all a part of living,
And our only means of living at the time;
And it wasn't like no normal family combo,
Cause Daddy Frank the guitar man was blind.
Frank and Mama counted on each other;
Their one and only weakness made them strong.
Mama did the driving for the family,
And Frank made a living with a song.
Home was just a camp along the highway;
A pick-up bed was where we bedded down.
Don't ever once remember going hungry,
But I remember Mama cooking on the ground.
[The Momma 'n' Daddy Archive, containing all the details of the series, is here.]