Fiddler A Dram
All dog gone, Ginny come along,
In come Johnny with the big boots on,
He pulled ‘em off, she put ‘em on,
In come Johnny with the big boots on.
Fiddler a dram…Who’s gonna give the fiddler a dram?
My wife went to Tallahassee,
Sent her jawbone back to me.
I pawned that jawbone for fifty cents,
Now I wanna see if I can pay the rent.
Hey! Jawbone plays what Jawbone can,
He deals the cards with a slow slow hand.
He holds the deuce, shows a tray,
Along come the wind and blows it away.
I spend all day with a fiddle in my hand,
Settin’ on the corner with an old tin can.
Sure beats workin’ for money from the man
Come on and give the fiddler a dram.
July 30th, 2009 - Posted in Entertaiment | | Comments Off
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