Lyrics

CAT & THE FIDDLE
Music & Lyrics: Heather Alexander

Monday mornin', standin' on the corner
Pardon me, if we're getting in your way
We'll tip our hats, be ya' native here or foreigner
Drop a coin if you're likin' what we play

SINGIN' HEY-DIDDLE -DEE, ANSWER ME THIS RIDDLE
HEY-DIDDLE-DO, TELL ME WHAT YOU WILL
DANCE ALL DAY WITH THE CAT & THE FIDDLE
COME & LAY WITH THE HEATHER ON THE HILL!

Ward the cold from your fingers as you're clappin' hands
Keep the rhythm with the tappin' of your feet
Fiddle music mingling with the rappin' bands
Blind men dance as they're walkin' down the street

We'll sing our songs of places that are faraway
Kings and castles, heroes brave and bold
Never travel farther than a bar away
Whiskey keeps our spirits from the cold

Tomorrow we'll be just where we were yesterday
Now we find that the night is getting long
We'll disappear into the dusty alleyway
All you hear is the echo of the song

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