sic was a backbone of his life
Any song he chooses,
he'd play anything you like
most every evening you could find me by his
side where i'd lend a third foreign harmony
to mom and dad to wed until lullabies hung
from my eyes and i wandered off to bed
and i can see my mother in this country home
i got a sister and two brothers all my own
And believe me family unity
was ever so strong
When I heard my father's fiddle play
Some good old country song
Country neighbors,
they say he's the best around
He played their favorites at every
Friday night,
low down and late in the evening
with the neighbor's homeward bound.
His closing words,
customary as turning out the lights.
A quarter for my pocket,
a love song for his wife.
And I can see my mother
in this country home.
I got a sister and two brothers on my own
And believe me,
family unity was ever so strong
When I heard my father's fiddle play
Some good old country song
Heard my father's fiddle play
Heard my father's fiddle play
Oh, but where, oh,
where has the time gone?
It's been a year since my ears
have been played upon
Heard the fiddler lost his tune
in some bar room
And his family to another town
It must be lonesome
Wishing all he'd lost
He'd somehow find you now
And I can see my mother
She lives all alone
I got a sister and two brothers
But they're all grown
And believe me family
Unity was ever so strong
And I heard my father's fiddle play
Said old country song
And I heard my father's
fiddle play
Heard my father's fiddle play
Heard my father's fiddle play