That his fiddle bowed
Of places that he'd been
And everyone in town was laughing
Ones he called his own
He played until she was the last to go
Till the people there began to join that sound
Stopped and packed his case
While his fiddle tuned
All the nights that passed a child was born
"All the world is right"
That's the reason they guessed
His fiddler's eye caught one beauty there
All that I recall said when I was so young
Golden kind of hair
Said he'd been blessed with a gypsy bone
That love would keep them warm
He'd hear an old freight train
All because she danced
My old man had a rounder's soul
He talked real easy, had a smiling way
Making people drop their cares and woes
Then he'd have to go
To hum out loud those tunes
Was all they heard that night
When his fiddle played
All the years that passed
He played for her as if she danced alone
To pass along to you
And said he'd take her home
She had that rollin', flowin'
Didn't even know what it was
There's no one else could really
Singing, dancing round
Carried a tattered bag for his violin
He was looking for
Like the fiddler's tune
He'd been cursed to roam
Came into town back before the war
All their lives they'd share a dream come true
It was full of lots of songs
Played his favorite songs
As if some dream said
Then he'd have to go
