michael martin murphey - fiddlin' man lyrics
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’ nan
’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 brier 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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