(Lyrics by James Seals; music by James Seals & Dash Crofts, 1971)
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Sometimes in the middle of the lonely night, no one there to be his friend.
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He'd grab the fiddle and he'd hold it tight. The angels there would gather 'round him.
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And he would all through the night. And he would play all through the night.
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And he would play 'til everything seemed alright, and I cried everytime that I watched him play.
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Lord, he really had something to say. And I watched him steal away.
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He built himself a cabin at the foot of a hill. He never knew the city street.
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He never had much money never needed a will. All he had was one ol' fiddle.
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And he passed it down to me. And he passed it down to me.
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And now I'll play 'til everythin seems alright. Gonna play 'til the angels dance in the sky.
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Lord, I'll play this fiddle 'til I die. I'll play this fiidle 'til I die.
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I'll play this fiddle 'til I die. I'l play this fiddle in the sky.
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Fiddle In The Sky
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| Seals & Crofts |
