Fiddle In The Sky

Sometimes in the middle of the lonely night, no one there

to be his friend.

He'd grab the fiddle and he'd hold it tight. The angels

there would gather 'round him.

And he would all through the night. And he would play all

through the night.

And he would play 'til everything seemed alright, and I

cried everytime that I watched him play.

Lord, he really had something to say. And I watched him

steal away.

He built himself a cabin at the foot of a hill. He never

knew the city street.

He never had much money never needed a will. All he had

was one ol' fiddle.

And he passed it down to me. And he passed it down to me.

And now I'll play 'til everythin seems alright. Gonna

play 'til the angels dance in the sky.

Lord, I'll play this fiddle 'til I die. I'll play this

fiidle 'til I die.

I'll play this fiddle 'til I die. I'l play this fiddle in

the sky.