A tale of someone who wrote stories for his children and now wants to
write them down for posterity.

The Story Teller

Time-Signature: 4/4 Capo: 2 Comments: Style: Tempo:

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    I met him in To-ronto, he was
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    90 years of age, he
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    spoke to me of stories he had
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    written without paper, He
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    told them to his children in the dark    the

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    stories they had heroes, they had
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    villains, they had puppies, while
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    others talked of writing he had
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    done so every bedtime, his
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    children learned their lessons every night    what was
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    wrong and what was right

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    Now his eyes were fading, he had
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    meant to write them down
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    And he asked me kindly would I
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    write them down on paper, now
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    all of us are children in the dark ,all be-
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    -cause of one mans spark      I

    D             G
    met him in To-ronto, he was
    A           D
    90 years of age, he
    G              G
    spoke to me of stories he had
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    written, without paper, he
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    told them to his children in the dark