Cherokee Fiddle 歌詞

When the train pulled in to the station He rolled up his sleeves, rosined up his bow He fiddle upside down, Orange Blossom Special If you want to make a living, you've got to put on a good show When he smelled the smoke and the cinders Slicked his hair back, opened up his case Played Cherokee Fiddle, played for the whiskey Good whiskey never let him lose his place He was always there, playing for the miners Devil's Dream was a tune they all understood Then he'd go back to Oklahoma Wait till the trains was a runnin' and the weather was good When he smelled the smoke and the cinders Slicked his hair back, opened up his case Played Cherokee Fiddle, just played for the whiskey Good whiskey never let him lose his place Now the Indians, all dressed like cowboys All the cowboys are puttin' leather and turquoise on And all the music is sold by the lawyers And the fools who fiddled in the middle of the stations are gone Some folks say they'll never miss them Fiddle screeched like the engine breaks Cherokee Fiddle, gone forever Like the music that the whistle on an old locomotive make When you smell the smoke and the cinders Slick your hair back, open up your case Play a little Cherokee Fiddle, just play it for the whiskey, boys Good whiskey never lets you lose your place Good whiskey never lets you lose your place Jack Daniels, never lets you lose your place