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Ol Fiddles chords by Tim Noah

  • D

  • A

  • C#

    4
  • Em

  • G

  • F#

    2
Verse 1
D
A
D
He was born a mutt,
the runt of the litter
I never could quite turn my back
on that scrawny little critter
C#
Oh, what a sorrowful sight
D
That pup looked up into my eyes,
he knew I was his own
I told him get butt -wiggled
and then waggin'
He followed me home
Em
G
And he's been underfoot from
F#
A
that day on
D
F#
A
But he's mine, all mine
D
F#
A
Rain or shine, he's mine
D
F#
That doggone dog
A
C#
Old Fiddles
D
With four left feet
Going different directions
At the same time
He never has offered
Much protection
Just a pitiful whine
When trouble comes round
And I say, sick him with such a disgrace
He tucks his tail,
he twists his legs and licks my face
Em
G
A pickup truck is all he
A
A
can chase
G
A
But he's mine, oh mine
G
A
Rain or shine, he's mine
G
F#
A
D
That doggone dog, old Fiddles
Well, he never caught a rabbit
and he never brought nothing
Home from a hunt, just a rump full of buckshot
porcupine quills and smellin' a skunk
The night he went cavortin'
and consortin' with the coyotes,
I heard him wail
And just like the time
I drove that tractor over his tail
Em
Did you ever in your life
G
D
A
see a dog grow pale?
G
A
Well he's mine, oh mine,
G
A
rain or shine he's mine
G
F#
A
D
That doggone dog, Old Fiddles
G
A
He's mine, oh mine
G
D
A
From his lop -top tail to his pitiful whine
G
A
That doggone dog
Here boy, come here
A
Old Fiddles
D
G
D
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