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Cherokee Fiddle

Höfundur lags: Michael Martin Murphy Flytjandi: Johnny Lee Sent inn af: Anonymous

[C]When the train pulled into the [F]station
He rolled up his [G7]sleeve and [Ab]rosined up his [Am]bow   
[Ab]Fiddle upside [C]down Orange Blossom [F]Special
Cause if [G7]you wanna make a living you gotta put on a good [C]show

When he´d smell the [Am]smoke and the [C]cinders
He´d slick back his [Am]hair and open up his [Dm]case   
[G7]He´d play the Cherokee [C]Fiddle he´d play it for the [F]whiskey
Cause good [G7]whiskey never let him lose his [C]place

He was always there playing for the [F]miners
The Devil´s [G7]Dream was a [Ab]song they under[Am]stood
[Ab]And then he´d [C]go back to [F]Oklahoma
But he´d [G7]wait till the trains were running and the weather was [C]good

When he´d smell the [Am]smoke and the [C]cinders
He´d slick back his [Am]hair and open up his [Dm]case   
[G7]He´d play the Cherokee [C]Fiddle he´d play it for the [F]whiskey
Cause good [G7]whiskey never let him lose his [C]place


When the train pulled into the station
He rolled up his sleeve and rosined up his bow
Fiddle upside down Orange Blossom Special
Cause if you wanna make a living you gotta put on a good show

When he´d smell the smoke and the cinders
He´d slick back his hair and open up his case
He´d play the Cherokee Fiddle he´d play it for the whiskey
Cause good whiskey never let him lose his place

He was always there playing for the miners
The Devil´s Dream was a song they understood
And then he´d go back to Oklahoma
But he´d wait till the trains were running and the weather was good

When he´d smell the smoke and the cinders
He´d slick back his hair and open up his case
He´d play the Cherokee Fiddle he´d play it for the whiskey
Cause good whiskey never let him lose his place

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