From the recording The Dealer
Lyrics
Fiddlin’ Song
The ol’ world spins thru the dust of time
Man sees double thru a cross-eyed mind
Hear the horses run on an old skin drum
When I play my fiddlin’ song
Tote the Bible or a whiskey flask
Best ya know not one thing lasts
Not heaven nor hell, but wish you well
And play my fiddlin’ song
When a dancin’ boy meets a dancin’ girl
Watch ‘em hop, skip ‘n swirl
They might hatch three outa two
When I play my fiddlin’ song
Of mice ‘n men it ain’t no lie
The best laid plans oft go awry
If we’re bound to fall, dammit all
I’ll play my fiddlin’ song
So raise a glass, clap ‘n cheer
Curse the devil, git ‘im outa here
Sing ‘n howl up at the moon
And play my fiddlin’ song
Yeah, play my fiddlin’ song
Hey, play my fiddlin’ song