Fiddlin' Man

(1986)

 

When the Fiddlin' Man came to our town

Sister dressed up in her prettiest gown

Momma told sister don't be hanging around

That no good Fiddlin' Man

 

Cause a Fiddlin' Man he ain't on the level

He'll fiddle like an angel act like a devil

Sister wouldn't listen she was a rebel

She liked that Fiddlin' Man

 

She went to the dance stayed all night long

Momma waited up 'til the break of dawn

Momma found a letter and said she's gone

Off with that Fiddlin' Man

 

Sister ran off with a Fiddlin' Man

Momma threw a fit bangin' pots and pans

Said she'd better never ever get her hands

On that no good Fiddlin' Man

 

So I bought me a fiddle and I got me a bow

Practiced in the woods where

Momma wouldn't know

Knew she'd never ever let me go

Off to be a Fiddlin' Man

 

And the leaves and the wind would dance and twirl

As I played for the rabbits and played for the squirrels

Couldn't wait 'til

I played for the girls

 

Had to be a Fiddlin' Man

And late one night when the moon was low

I packed my fiddle and I packed my bow

Momma found a note and said "Oh no!"

He's gone to be a Fiddlin' Man

 

And I ran off to be a Fiddlin' Man

Momma threw a fit bangin' pots and pans

Said she'd better never ever get her hands

On that no good Fiddlin' Man

 

Well then one night when I started to play

I saw a pretty gal looking my way

She was dancing with her brother

And I heard her day I like that Fiddlin' Man

 

Now her little brother was about knee high

Looked at the fiddle with a gleam in his eye

Said to me sir, I'd sure like to try

To learn to be a fiddling man

 

I said son, there's a whole lot a boys gotta know

Like chicken in the briar patch squawking at the crow

He said I don't care I just got to go

Off to be a Fiddlin' Man

 

So I had an old fiddle that I never did play

Sister winked when I gave it away

Ain't no doubt what momma's gonna say

That no good Fiddlin' Man

 

And brother ran off with a Fiddlin' Man

Momma threw a fit bangin' pots and pans

Said she'd better never ever get her hands

On that no good Fiddlin' Man

 

And his sister ran off with a Fiddlin' Man

Momma threw a fit bangin' pots and pans

Said she'd better never ever get her hands

On that no good Fiddlin' Man

 

 

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