Cherokee Fiddle - Johnny Lee

When the train pulled in to the station

He pulled up his sleeves and rosined up his bow

Fiddle upside down Orange Blossom Special

Cause if you want to make a living you gotta

put on a good show

When he smelled the smoke and the cinders

Hes slicked back his hair and opened up his case

Played Cherokee Fiddle just played for the whiskey

Cause good whiskey never let him lose his place

He was always there playing for the miners

Devils Dream was a song they understood

Then hes go back to Oklahoma

Hed wait till the train was running

and the weather was good

When he smelled the smoke and the cinders

Hes slicked back his hair and opened up his case

Played Cherokee Fiddle just played for the whiskey

Cause good whiskey never let him lose his place

Now the Indians are dressing up like cowboys

And the cowboys are putting leather

and turquoise on

And the music is sold by lawyers

And the fool who fiddle

in the middle station of the is gone

Some people say they'll never got miss him

Old fiddles squeal like the engine breaks

Cherokee Fiddle is gone forever

Just like the music of the whistle

that the old locomotion makes

So

When you smelled the smoke and the cinders

Just slicked back your hair and opened up your case

Playing Cherokee Fiddle just play it for the whiskey

Cause good whiskey never let you lose your place

No good whiskey never let you lose your place

No good whiskey never let you lose your place