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Date: 1/18/03; 10:39:47 PM
>From: "Alex en Marian" <amrensen@zonnet.nl>
Subject: submission
The man who shot himself - Tom T Hall
He [C] did not seem much like a man with a problem
He was small, he was quiet, dressed neat, and he [G] shaved
His job was five days in a brick-makin' plant
And he drank a few beers on his other two [C] days
His [F] music was country, his [C] faith was in Jesus
In fact he had pictures of Christ in his [G] house
He [F] never once questioned his [C] daily existence
Nor wondered aloud what his [G] life was [C] about
He was fond of his pistol and he cleaned it too often
He'd go down to the river to shoot driftwood all day
Stare out the window and sip on a cold beer
Sometimes he was happy like children who play
One Saturday morning, he came to my father and said,
Virgil, would you cut my hair for me, please
Well my father was handy with razors and scissors .
Sometimes he cut hair for the guys on our street
As small boys would do I sat watching my father
Dad kidded him some bout his jealous wife
The man thanked my father and he offered to pay him
Went back to his house, and he took his own life
greets Alex Rensen