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The Charlie Daniels Band

Daddy's Old Fiddle

 

Daddy's Old Fiddle

(álbum: Deuces - 2007)


Daddy's old fiddle is a family treasure
Handed down from hand to hand
I used to go with him when I was just little
I was my daddy's biggest fan
Hey diddle diddle my Daddy's old fiddle
Boy he could play to beat the band
He played better than just a little
Known and loved throughout the land

Oh back when I was just a young'n
I used to travel around with dad
He made a little money and we had a lot of fun'n
And it was the best times that I ever had

Daddy played at every social function
He even coulda played the Bill Monroe
He offered him a job but Daddy wouldn't take it
Said he miss me too much to go
My daddy loved me
Play one Daddy!
That's good

Now every square dance and every pie supper
Even on the big election day
People would come from miles around
They didn't come to vote but to hear him play
I'm voting for you Daddy

Cotton Eyed Joe and Sally Goodin
Soldiers Joy and Hasty Pudding
Little Boy Blue and the horn he had
Didn't have nothing on my dad
Said chicken in the bread pan picking out dough
Daddy does your dog bite, no child no
Hey diddle, diddle my daddy's old fiddle
It rosin-ates throughout my soul
Show em' Daddy
Ain't my Daddy good

Daddy's old fiddle is a family treasure
Handed down from hand to hand
I used to go with him when I was just little
Cause I was my daddy's biggest fan
Hey diddle diddle my daddy's old fiddle
Boy he could play to beat the band
And he played better than just a little
Known and loved throughout the land

And when they laid my daddy down
And I stood beside his grave
Held his fiddle in my hand
And I played “Amazing Grace How Sweet The Sound”

Daddy's old fiddle is a family treasure
Handed down from hand to hand
I used to go with him when I was just little
Cause I was my daddy's biggest fan
All day singing, dinner on the gound
Weddings, funerals, and parties in town
In the Courthouse yard they spit and they'd whittle
While Daddy entertained him with his old fiddle
Daddy's old fiddle is a family treasure
Handed down from hand to hand
I used to go with him when I was just little
Cause I was my daddy's biggest fan
Daddy's old fiddle
My Daddy's old fiddle
I miss you Daddy

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