Cherokee Fiddle

Artist: Johnny Lee (English)
User: rlcsinger
Duration: 130 seconds
Delay: 12 seconds
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         G                       C 
When the train pulled into the station

                  D     D#                  Em      D# 
He'd open up his case and resin up his bow

                  G                         C 
He'd play upside down the Orange Blossom Special

              D7                                                  G 
Cause if you want to make a living you've got to put on a good show

                    Em                        G 
     And when he'd smell the smoke and the cinders

                          Em                      Am           D7 
     He'd slick back his hair, and open up his case

                             G                              C 
     He'd play the Cherokee Fiddle, he'd play it for the whiskey

                 D7                               G 
     Cause good whiskey never let him lose his place

               G                        C 
He was always there, playing for the miners

             D             D#               Em        D# 
The Devil's Dream was a song they understood

               G               C 
And then he'd go out to Oklahoma

          D7                                                      G 
But he'd wait till the trains were running and the weather was good

                    Em                        G 
     And when he'd smell the smoke and the cinders

                          Em                      Am           D7 
     He'd slick back his hair, and open up his case

                             G                              C 
     He'd play the Cherokee Fiddle, he'd play it for the whiskey

                 D7                               G 
     Cause good whiskey never let him lose his place


INSTRUMENTAL (Like a verse)
 G            C            D      D#      Em     D# 


 G            C            D7           G 
         G                              C 
Now the Indians are dressing up like cowboys
         D                     D#                      Em      D# 
And the cowboys are putting leather and turquoise on
         G                  C 
And the music is sold by lawyers
         D7                                                    G 
And the fools who fiddled in the middle of the stations are gone
                 Em                  G 
     Some folks say they'll never miss it
                      Em                         Am       D7 
     That old fiddle squealed like the Indian race
                   G                C 
     The Cherokee Fiddle is gone forever
               D7                                              G 
     Like the music of the whistle that the old locomotives made

                  Em                        G 
     So when you smell the smoke and the cinders
                      Em                       Am        D7 
     Slick back your hair, and open up your case
                        G                                 C 
     Play the Cherokee Fiddle, you can play it for the whiskey
           D                    D#                  Em         D# 
     Good whiskey will never let you lose your place
           G                    D7                  G 
     Good whiskey will never let you lose your place

      Em     D#      G      C 

           G                    D7                  G 
     Good whiskey will never let you lose your place


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