letra de my father's fiddle - dave loggins
country music was the backbone of his life
any song, you choose it, he’d play anything you like
most every evening, you could find me by his side
where i’d lend a third part harmony to “mom and dad duets”
until lullabies hung from my eyes and i wandered off to bed
and i can see my mother in this country home
i got a sister and two brothers all my own
and believe me, family unity was ever so strong
when i heard my father’s fiddle play
some good ol’ country songs
(when my father’s fiddle played)
some good ol’ country songs
(when my father’s fiddle played)
country neighbors, they say that he’s the best around
he played their favorites at every friday night hoedown
and late in the evening with the neighbors homeward bound
his closings were as customary as turning out the lights
a quarter for my pocket, a love song for his wife
and i can see my mother in this country home
i got a sister and two brothers all my own
and believe me, family unity was ever so strong
when i heard my father’s fiddle play
some good ol’ country songs
(when my father’s fiddle played)
some of those good ol’ country songs
(when my father’s fiddle played)
ah, but where, oh, where has the time gone?
it’s been years since my ears have been played upon
i heard the fiddler lost his tune in some barroom
and his family to another town
it must be lonesome wishin’ all you’ve lost could somehow find you now
and i can see my mother, she lives all alone
i got a sister and two brothers but they’re all grown
and believe me, family unity was ever so strong
when i heard my father’s fiddle play
some good ol’ country songs
(when my father’s fiddle played)
some good ol’ country songs
(when my father’s fiddle played)
some good ol’ country songs
(when my father’s fiddle played)
some of those good ol’ country songs
(when my father’s fiddle played)
when i heard him, playing, playing, playing on
some good ol’ country songs
(when my father’s fiddle played)
when i heard his fiddle play, hey, hey
(when my father’s fiddle played)
that fiddle when he’d play, some good ol’ country songs
(when my father’s fiddle played)
oh, some country songs
(when my father’s fiddle played)
how i just love those good ol’ country songs
(when my father’s fiddle played)
(when my father’s fiddle played)
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