Cherokee Fiddle

When the train pulled in to the station

He slicked back his hair rosined up his bow

Fiddle upside down

Orange Blossom

SpecialIf you want to make a living then you've got to put on a good show

When he smelled the smoke and the cinders

Rolled his sleeves up opened up his case

Played Cherokee

Fiddle played for the whiskey

Good whiskey never let him lose his place

He was always there playing for the miners

Devil's Dream was a tune they all understood

Then he'd go home to

OklahomaAnd wait 'till the trains were runnin' and the weather was good

When he smelled the smoke and the cinders

Rolled his sleeves up opened up his case

Played Cherokee

Fiddle played for the whiskey

Good whiskey never let him lose his place

Now the Indians are dressin' up like cowboys

And the cowboys are puttin' leather and turquoise on

And the music gets sold by the lawyers

And the fools who fiddled in the middle of the stations are gone

Some folks say they'll never miss them

Fiddle screeched like the engine break

Ol' Cherokee

Fiddle gone forever

Like the sound that the whistle on an old locomotive make

So when you smell the smoke and the cinders

Slick your hair back open up your case

Play Cherokee

Fiddle play for the whiskey

Good whiskey never let's you lose your place

No good whiskey never let's you lose your place