The Fiddler Man
by David Michael Jackson
He’s a picture on the wall
of the Bluebird cafe
and he’s hugging that fiddle,
he’s showing 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, 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 a picture on the wall
of the Bluebird cafe
and he’s showing,
he’s showing 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 hard times and hard living
meant character,
and he shared with her and he shared with us
and he's hugging that fiddle
he’s showing, he’s showing 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 a picture on the wall
of the Bluebird cafe
and he’s showing,
he’s showing the way.
Click to play fiddlerman.mp3 by Dave and Andy
Fiddler Man Poem Copyright 1999, David Jackson editors@artvilla.com
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