Billy Dean - Indian Head Penny Lyrics
(Guy Clark/Verlon Thompson) I rolled off the Frisco mint in 1909 The last one they ever made, you should've seen me shine When I landed on the counter they gave me to a kid Making change for a jaw breaker was the first thing that I did I got traded for a pocket knife, two marbles and some string Wound up on a railroad track waiting for a train Snatched up by a hobo and turned right into wine Pitched up against the wall at least a thousand times Round and round a penny goes Round and back again Listen and I'll tell you The places that I've been I was stolen from a banker by Pretty Boy Floyd and then He gave me to a farmer who was trying to save his land I was good luck to a soldier back in WWII He lost me in a poker game the day the war was through I got stuck behind the back seat of a '51 Chevrolet Spare change in the sixties, getting worthless every day Not it's piggy banks and gum machines and occasional wishing wells Or laying on a bar room floor As far and wide So both of us can dare A promise I will love and bide That's all I have to share A chance to sail among the stars That few will ever see To feel the deepest missing you That most think cannot be A heart that beats for only one and loves you fast and true A promise I will love and bide That's all I have for you These things I have to give to you Their value isn't much Just things that you can barely see And rearely ever touch A hand to hold when we're alone And no one seems to care A gentle touch to reassure And tell you I'm still there To try my best to reminisce Our dreams that all come true A promise I will love and bide That's all I have for you My promise I will love and bide This I give to you
