Billy Dean Indian Head Penny Lyrics

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