He lived six miles south of Brandsville in a little ole shack
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On the banks of the river Big Mole
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A strange man he was always seen alone folks called him Waldo the Weirdo
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He'd walk to Brandsville every day and just sit and watch the people go by
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And the clothes that he wore he made for himself
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From his shoes to his coat and his tie
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Each evenin' you could see 'im when the sun got low a walkin' toward home
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Lookin' west at all the beauty in the sky Waldo the Weirdo
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Two days passed and no one'd seen him in town
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Then one of the merchants said we'd better go down
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To Waldo's place and have a look around
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They found him asleep in his shack but his body was cold and still
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And in the pocket of the coat that he'd made for himself
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A sealed envelope contained Waldo's will
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Since he had no family they announced
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That the following Saturday at the Brandsville courthouse
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Would be the reading of the will
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Folks came from several miles to be there
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And completely filled the courthouse and even filled the courthouse square
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Most were thinkin' that maybe Waldo had left a lotta hidden money
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And that it would be devided they wanted to be sure to not miss out on their share
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Then the judge addressed the crowd and said ladies and gentlemen
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This'll be a surprise to some prob'ly even shocking to a few
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But Waldo was the richest man to live around here
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And he left a part of his great will to each one of you now the reading of the will
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My soul I will to the Master my breath I will to new life
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And all the happiness that I've known I will to the sad ones at heart
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That suffer from sickness and strife
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My knowledge I will to the minds that can't learn each day
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And all of the beauty I've seen I will to those that don't see God when they pray
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I have no earthly possessions I gathered no silver or gold
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I just gathered the beauty of life that God gave me signed Waldo the Weirdo
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Waldo The Weirdo
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Porter Wagoner |