david rovics - bluegrass fiddler of london lyrics
well i was walkin’ around feelin’ lost
wonderin’ what to do
tourists everywhere
with no time to spare
i was feelin’ lonesome and blue
i looked around in the paper
for the sights to see
it seemed a little absurd
i thought, oh my word
i’m goin’ to a jamboree
(chorus)
she’s the bluegr-ss fiddler of london
up north in kentish town
for the music that’s so fine
head on up to the vine
for a taste of that old-time sound
now i got nothin’ against the punk rockers
the hot-town women with the belly-b-tton rings
but when i just got to let loose
i hop on the caboose
to listen to them old fiddle strings
(chorus)
soon i’ll head back to m-ssachusetts
though i’ll be sorry to part
now i loved that beans and toast
but what i’ll remember most
was how that fiddle warmed my lonely heart
(chorus)
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