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Half starved I walked into town
To rest a bit and then be on my way
I saw him wave his hand
An old Gospel singing man
He said boy it's your lucky day
He asked me for my name
I said it didn't matter
I've got no place to go
Come along with me
The Lord will set you free
Then picking up a banjo he sang
I'm on my way
The Gospel singing man
With the banjo in his hands
Was as happy as a lark in May
Now that I am kin
To the one that brought us in
I'm living in a home to stay
I wander through the towns
Singing for my supper
While he's teaching me to play
When the time comes
For the Lord to be returning
The banjo man will hear me say
I'm on my way