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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