JOHNNY LEE


Cherokee Fiddle Lyrics

When the train pulled into the station
He roll up his sleeves and rosined up his bow
A little upside down Orange Blossom Special
Cause if you want to make a living you gotta put on a
good show

Chorus

And 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 out to Oklahoma
But he'd wait till the trains were running and the
weather was good

Chorus

INSTRUMENTAL (Like a verse)

Now the Indians are dressing up like cowboys
And the cowboys are putting leather and turquoise on
And the music is sold by lawyers
And the fools who fiddled in the middle of the stations
are gone

Some folks say they'll never miss him
That old fiddle squealed like the engines brakes
The Cherokee Fiddle is gone forever
Like the music of the whistle that the old locomotives
made

So when you smell the smoke and the cinders
Slick back your hair, and open up your case
Play the Cherokee Fiddle, you can play it for the
whiskey
Good whiskey will never let you lose your place
Good whiskey will never let you lose your place
Good whiskey will never let you lose your place

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