Текст песни Bill Monroe - The Old Fiddler, слова песни Bill Monroe

Текст песни Bill Monroe - The Old Fiddler

Bill Monroe - The Old Fiddler слова песни

Let me tell you a tale about a spry old manGuess he`s as old as the hillsHe`s the favorite fiddler for miles and miles aroundAnd plays for all the good quadrillesEvery Saturday night all the folks stop in and tuneThe whole town is ready to goWhile the fellers chose their partners and the caller taps the jugAnd the old man puts the rosen to the bowYou could hear Uncle Ben yellin` do-si-doSwing that gal in the calico

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The Old Fiddler

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