Another one of my local history songs. No one really knows who he was, but he dressed in only leather for decades made a 365 mile loop through NY and CT over and over again. He had regular stops and people would offer him food, but he would never accept money and he would never stay the night. He was beloved along his route so much that when Connecticut enacted and anti vagrant law, they made a special exception for him. He's buried right down the road from me.
Here's actual photos and the story: https://www.npr.org/2011/05/26/136649653/leatherman-remains-a-mystery-even-in-death
I like the lyrics and it needs to be a round considering the nature of his life, but I'm not satisfied with the music at all. That will probably be a complete rewrite at some point.
Mile by mile and day by day
The Leatherman goes on his way
In a patchwork coat of leather scrap
Wooden shoes and a tattered cap
From where he came nobody knows
But round and round like a clock he goes
Forrestville down to the Sound
To Briarcliff and back around
And if he stops by your farm door
You shall be blessed forever more
Give him soup and give him bread
He's take no coin, nor room, nor bed.
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