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Just outside the coffee shop, underneath the awning to keep dry, a colourfully dressed gentleman with a great, bushy beard and a shock of curly, white hair poking out from under his top hat, sat in his usual spot on top of his amplifier, strumming his guitar and singing mournful, English folk tales of the forgotten and the lonely.
Most of the passers by hardly paid him any attention at all, except perhaps to ogle at his garish multicolour jacket and trousers (although he did sometimes attract a small group of listeners, who would clap appreciatively and throw lose change into his guitar case.) “Thank you! Have a good day!” He would always say, graciously doffing his top hat at them, while his odd coloured eyes (one green and one blue) would stare blindly ahead.
“And because you have bin so generous today," he continued to one particular group. "I shall now sing ye a fine song, by my very good acquaintances, Steve Knightley and Phil Beer, of the band: the Show Of Hands. Here we go! (This one's called Blind Fiddler by the way. Now I knows I'm not much of a fiddler, but I am as blind as an Origin Fruit Bat, so there you are!)"

#I lost my eyes in a Blacksmith's shop in the year of '46
I was working on a revolver and it was out of fix
I am so sad and lonely and I'm condemned to roam
'cause I am the blind fiddler and I'm a great long way from home
Well I've been down to Knoxville and I've talked to Doctor Lane
He operated on one of my eyes but nothing could be gained
I am so sad and lonely and I'm condemned to roam
'cause I am the blind fiddler and I'm a great long way from home
Well I've got a wife and three little kids and they depend on me
They're sharing all my sorrows where ever they may be
And I hope that they'll be careful as through this life they roam
As I am the blind fiddler and I cannot help them
I lost my eyes in a Blacksmith's shop in the year of '46
Working on a revolver that was out of fix
I am so sad and lonely and I'm condemned to roam
'cause I am the blind fiddler and I'm a great long way from home.#