Johnny Lee - Cherokee fiddle

/^D/// //// /^G/// //// /^A/// /^Bb/// /^Bm/// /^Bb/// When the ^Dtrain pulled into the ^Gstation He'd open up his ^Acase^Bb and resin up his ^Bmbow ^Bb He'd play upside ^Ddown the Orange Blossom ^GSpecial Cause if you ^A7want to make a living you've got to put on a good ^Dshow

And when he'd ^Bmsmell the smoke and the ^Dcinders He'd slick back his ^Bmhair, and open up his ^Emcase ^A7 He'd play the Cherokee ^DFiddle, he'd play it for the ^Gwhiskey Cause good ^A7whiskey never let him lose his ^Dplace

He was always ^Dthere, playing for the ^Gminers The Devil's ^ADream was a ^Bbsong they under^Bmstood ^Bb And then he'd ^Dgo out to Okla^Ghoma

But he'd ^A7wait till the trains were running and the weather was ^Dgood And when he'd ^Bmsmell the smoke and the ^Dcinders He'd slick back his ^Bmhair, and open up his ^Emcase ^A7 He'd play the Cherokee ^DFiddle, he'd play it for the ^Gwhiskey Cause good ^A7whiskey never let him lose his ^Dplace

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Now the ^DIndians are dressing up like ^Gcowboys And the ^Acowboys are putting ^Bbleather and turquoise ^Bmon ^Bb And the ^Dmusic is sold by ^Glawyers And the ^A7fools who fiddled in the middle of the stations are ^Dgone

Some folks ^Bmsay they'll never ^Dmiss it That old fiddle ^Bmsquealed like the engine ^Embrakes ^A7 The Cherokee ^DFiddle is gone ^Gforever Like the ^A7music of the whistle that the old locomotives ^Dmade

So when you ^Bmsmell the smoke and the ^Dcinders Slick back your ^Bmhair, and open up your ^Emcase ^A7 Play the Cherokee ^DFiddle, you can play it for the ^Gwhiskey Good ^Awhiskey will never ^Bblet you lose your ^Bmplace ^Bb Good ^Dwhiskey will never ^A7let you lose your ^Dplace

^Bm//// ^Bb//// ^D//// ^G//// Good ^Dwhiskey will never ^A7let you lose your ^Dplace