The Fiddler
by David Jackson
He’s a picture on the wall
of the Bluebird cafe
and he’s huggin that fiddle
he’s showin’ the way
He’s got an old cowboy hat
that’s been with him for awhile
He’s a fiddler man that
can make that fiddle smile
can make that fiddle cry
make that fiddle sing
make that fiddle bring
a memory of my granddad
and my grandma’s lemonade
and hard work and sunshine
and sleeping in the shade
He’s just a picture on the wall
of the Bluebird cafe
and he’s showin’
he’s showin’ the way
Now I love that old fiddler man
so stomp the floor with me
and he’ll take you back to a time
when bluegrass was king
and hardtimes and hard livin’
meant character
and he shared with her and he shared with us
and he huggin’ that fiddle
he’s showin, he’s showin the way
now make that fiddle cry
make that fiddle sing
make that fiddle bring
a memory of my granddad
and my grandma’s lemonade
and hard work and sunshine
and sleeping in the shade
He’s just an old picture on the wall
of the Bluebird cafe
and he’s showin’ the way
he’s showin’ the way