Papa's Old Fiddle-Sheb Wooley

[ti:Papa's Old Fiddle] [ar:Sheb Wooley] [al:Cowboy Essentials] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.39]Papa brought his fiddle to the new frontier [00:02.76] [00:03.43]And many a night it brought us cheer [00:05.35]When he'd play for us [00:06.64] [00:21.75]My papa had an old homemade fiddle [00:23.46] [00:24.21]Whittled out of a piece of pinewood [00:26.06] [00:27.96]Lord knows it didn't look like much [00:30.14]But it sounded mighty good [00:31.85] [00:33.15]And when the chores were done [00:35.27]After supper papa'd take that old fiddle down [00:39.21] [00:40.00]He'd sit there in an old cane bottom chair [00:42.70] [00:43.85]And all of us kids would gather round [00:45.90] [00:54.17]Though the times were hard on the frontier [00:56.00] [00:56.99]Papa never made a fuss [00:58.11] [00:59.35]And somehow the world seemed to be a little [01:02.47]Bit brighter when he'd play for us [01:05.73] [01:08.60]I could always tell just about how he felt [01:11.06] [01:12.10]He'd sit there and close his eyes [01:15.09] [01:16.27]And that old fiddle would almost talk sometime [01:20.41]I'd swear it's gonna cry [01:21.96] [01:29.18]Then there was the time when mama took [01:31.09]Sick the joy in our home was gone [01:34.46] [01:36.45]One night she called papa close to her bed [01:39.05] [01:39.73]And I heard her say papa play me a song [01:44.16] [01:45.94]I saw the tears roll down his cheek [01:48.51] [01:49.44]He turned toward the wall [01:51.10] [01:52.19]He took that old fiddle under his chin [01:54.94] [01:55.46]He stood there straight and tall [01:57.65] [02:05.22]Now the years have gone by [02:06.84]And thoughts of hard times [02:08.45]Have almost faded away [02:10.16] [02:11.59]But the memory of papa's old fiddle [02:14.33] [02:15.01]Well I think that'll always stay [02:17.12] [02:18.76]Sometimes I can almost hear it [02:21.92]At the close of a day [02:23.06] [02:24.39]And I remember just how much it meant [02:27.04]To me when my papa used to play [02:30.28] [02:38.57]Papa's Old Fiddle - Sheb Wooley