(lyrics by James Seals; music by James Seals & Dash Crofts, 1971)
From the album SUMMER BREEZE (1972).
Sometimes in the middle of the lonely night, no one there to be his friend.
He`d grab the fiddle and he`d hold it tight. The angels there would gather `round him.
And he would all through the night. And he would play all through the night.
And he would play `til everything seemed alright, and I cried everytime that I watched him play.
Lord, he really had something to say. And I watched him steal away.
He built himself a cabin at the foot of a hill. He never knew the city street.
He never had much money never needed a will. All he had was one ol` fiddle.
And he passed it down to me. And he passed it down to me.
And now I`ll play `til everythin seems alright. Gonna play `til the angels dance in the sky.
Lord, I`ll play this fiddle `til I die. I`ll play this fiidle `til I die.
I`ll play this fiddle `til I die. I`l play this fiddle in the sky.