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[Verse 1]
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Well it was battered and scared
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And the auctioneer felt it was hardly worth his while
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To waste much time on the old violin but he held it up with a smile
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He said it sure ain't much but its all we got left I guess we aught to sell it to
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Oh, now who'll start the bid on this old violin?
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Just one more and we'll be through
[Chorus 1]
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And then he cried one give me one dollar
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Who'll make it two only two dollars who'll make it three
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Three dollars twice now that's a good price
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Who's gonna bid for me?
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Raise up your hand now don't wait any longer the auctions about to end
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Who's got four Just one dollar more to bid on this old violin?
[Verse 2]
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Well the air was hot and the people stood around as the sun was setting low
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From the back of the crowd a gray haired man
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Came forward and picked up the bow
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He wiped the dust from the old violin then he tightened up the strings
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Then he played out a melody pure and sweet, sweeter than the Angels sing
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And then the music stopped and the auctioneer
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With a voice that was quiet and low he said now what am I bid
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For this old violin and he held it up with a bow
[Chorus 2]
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And then he cried out one give me one thousand
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Who'll make it two only two thousand who'll make it three
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Three thousand twice you know that's a good price
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Common who's gonna to bid for me?
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And the people cried out what made the change we don't understand
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Then the auctioneer stopped and he said with a smile
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It was the touch of the Master's hand
[Verse 3]
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You know ther's many a man with his life out of tune
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Battered and scared with sin and he's auctioned cheap
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To a thankless world much like that old violin
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Oh, but then the Master comes
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And that old foolish crowd they never understand
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The worth of a soul and the change that is rought
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Just by one touch of the Masters hand
[Chorus 3]
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Oh, Then he cried out one give me one thousand
C#m
Who'll make it two only two thousand who'll make it three
F#
Three thousand twice you know that's a good price
E B
Common who's gonna bid for me?
C#m
And the people cried out what made the change we don't understand
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Then the auctioneer stopped and he said with a smile
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It was the touch, Ooo, it was the touch of the Master's hand
