Fiddlin' Man
By Michael Martin Murphy
Written By Michael Martin Murphy, Chick Rains and Jim Ed Norman)
CD: Tonight We Ride (1986)
Tabbed By Larry Mofle
5/24/15
Requested by: swami4u on 5/23/2015
Capo 2
G
When the fiddlin' man come to our town
C G
Sister dressed up in her prettiest gown
G
Momma told sister don't be hanging around
C D G
That no good fiddlin' man
G
'Cause a fiddlin' man he ain't on the level
C G
He'll fiddle like an angel act like a devil
G
Sister wouldn't listen she was a rebel
C D G
She liked that fiddlin' man
Em
She went to the dance stayed all night long
D
Momma waited up 'til the break of dawn
Em C
Momma found a letter and said she's gone
F G
Off with that fiddlin' man
Chorus 1:
G Am
And Sister ran off with a fiddlin' man
D G
Momma threw a fit, bangin' pots and pans
G C
Said she'd better never ever get her hands
D G
On that no good fiddlin' man
G
So I got me a fiddle and I got me a bow
C G
And I practiced in the woods where Momma wouldn't know
G
And I knew she'd never ever let me go
C D G
Off to be a fiddlin' man
G
And the leaves and the wind would dance and twirl
C G
As I played for the rabbits and I played for the squirrels
G
I couldn't wait 'til I played for the girls
C D G
Had to be a fiddlin' man
Em
Then late one night when the moon was low
D
I packed my fiddle and I packed my bow
Em C
Momma found a letter and said "Oh, no"
F G
He's gone to be a fiddlin' man
Chorus 2:
And I ran off to be a fiddlin' man
Momma threw a fit, bangin' pots and pans
Said she'd better never ever get her hands
On that no good fiddlin' man
Then one night when I started to play
I saw a pretty gal, she was looking my way
She was dancing with her brother
And I heard her day I like that fiddlin' man
Now her little brother was about knee high
Looked at the fiddle with a gleam in his eye
Said to me sir, I'd sure like to try
To learn to be a fiddling man
I said son, there's a whole lot a boys gotta know
Like Chicken In The Briar patch, Squawking At The Crow
He said I don't care I just got to go
Off to be a fiddlin' man
So I had an old fiddle that I never did play
Sister winked when I gave it away
Ain't no doubt what momma's gonna say
That no good fiddlin' man
Chorus 3:
And brother ran off with a fiddlin' man
Momma threw a fit, bangin' pots and pans
Said she'd better never ever get her hands
On that no good fiddlin' man
Chorus 4:
And his sister ran off with a fiddlin' man
Momma threw a fit bangin' pots and pans
Said she'd better never ever get her hands
On that no good fiddlin' man
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