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D G I rolled off the San Francisco mint in 1909, A G A D Last one they ever made, you should've seen me shine. G When I landed on the counter, they gave me to a kid. A G A D 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.
I got snatched up by a hobo and turned right into wine,
Pitched up against the wall at least a hundred thousand times.
Bm D Oh, 'round and 'round a penny goes, 'round and back again. Bm D A Listen and I'll tell you the places that I've been.
I got 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 World War Two,
But he lost me in a poker game the day the war was through.
I got stuck behind the back seat of a '51 Chevrolet,
I was spare change in the '60s, getting worthless every day.
Now it's piggy banks and gum machines and occasional wishing wells,
Or laying on a barroom floor, Indian heads or tails.
'Round and 'round a penny goes, 'round and back again.
Listen and I'll tell you the places that I've been.
I'm a pretty lucky penny, Lord, it happens every time
Just when I start feeling lost and left behind,
Some kid will pick me up and wonder where I've been,
Put me in his pocket, oh, and here I go again.
Oh, it's 'round and 'round a penny goes, 'round and back again.
Listen and I'll tell you the places that I've been.
'Round and 'round a penny goes, 'round and back again.
Listen and I'll tell you the places that I've been.
D G A G - A - D
(Words and music by Guy Clark and Verlon Thompson, 1985)
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