Fiddler Jones

The earth gives us music, it's there in your heart

If you're lucky you feel it in the end from the start

You hear it, it hears you, you trust and obey

Where it may lead you, you won't go astray

Well it brought me a fiddle, it's the fiddle I do

From the church to the sawmill, I've met many a tune

I've played in the jailhouse on a prisoner's last night

We both cried like a baby till dawn's early light

All the pretty girls dancing, I still hear their skirts

They're spinning and prancing with dandies and flirts

I play through the laughter, I play all alone

Till it's me and the horses, pack up and go home

And the people all know me wherever I go

There's Fiddler Jones, there goes Fiddler Jones

I have forty acres, a mule, and a plow

While no more gets started and one comes around

For a picnic or wedding, we strike us a deal

And I'm off in their wagon, my plow in the field

I hear choirs and symphonies up in my head

In the wind and the cornstalks, my heartbeat in bed

In the rivers and robins, the creak of the door

In red-headed Sammy stepping off to a lure

I've fiddled for governors, I've fiddled for slaves

I've fiddled at birthings, I've fiddled on graves

I've one thousand memories I'll never forget

And one broken fiddle, not a single regret

And the people all know me wherever I go

There's Fiddler Jones, there goes Fiddler Jones

And the people all know me wherever I go

There's Fiddler Jones, there goes Fiddler Jones