Handed down from hand to hand
I used to go with him when I was just little
I was my daddy's biggest fan
Boy, he could play to beat the band
He played better than just a little
Known and loved throughout the land
Back when I was just a young 'un
I used to travel around with Dad
He made a little money and
Daddy played every social function
Evil could have played with Bill Monroe
but daddy wouldn't take it
Said he'd miss me too much to go home
Zooey, zooey, my daddy's good
Even on the big election day
People would come from miles around
They didn't come to vote,
Cotton -eyed Joe and Sally Gooden
Soldiers Joy and Hasty Puddin'
A little boy blewin' out a horny hat
He didn't have nothin' on my dad
Say, chicken in the bread pan,
Hey diddle diddle, my daddy's old fiddle
It roars and eggs throughout my soul
When they laid my daddy down,
And I stood, and I stood above his
And I played Amazing Grace
Daddy's old fiddle was a family treasure
Hand it down from hand to hand
I used to go with him when I was just a little
I was my daddy's biggest fan
All day singin' dinner on the ground
Wedding soon was the partys in town
they spittin' eight with em
Daddy entertained him with
Soldier's joy, hey shifty putty
Little boy grewin' that horn he
He didn't have nothin' on my dad
Rolls and yanks throughout my soul