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I spit and rub at the charm
And dream of life beyond the farm
My eyes are shot, so’s my arm

Hair fading at the root
Scrape the chimney for a little soot
The sun won’t come ‘cause the blinds won’t stay put
It ain’t a sad existence

Invited to a party of game and bard
I recycled a greeting card
Picked a nosegay from the neighbor’s yard

Am I right, am I rum
Am I quiet, am I just dumb
Am I here, am I numb?
It ain’t a sad existence

It’s all fun and games until you get old
And the good lord has left you with nothing to hold
Your skin is thin, you’re always cold
It ain’t a sad existence

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from from Blue & White notebooks, released June 25, 2022

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Tom Brosseau Grand Forks, North Dakota

Tom Brosseau is a folksinger and songwriter from North Dakota. He comes from a working family with a musical background. His grandmother Lillian Uglem taught him the acoustic guitar while he was in grade school. He has exchanged songs and poetry with many talented folks, including Susan Orlean, Ramblin’ Jack Elliott, Patrick Marber, Bonnie Raitt and the late Sam Hinton. ... more

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