#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------# # 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