Urban Cowboy movie - Cherokee Fiddle lyrics

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Song by Johnny Lee<br /><br>

When the [D]train pulled into the [G]station<br>

He'd open up his [A]case [Bb]and resin up his [Bm]bow [Bb]<br>

He'd play upside down the Orange Blossom Special<br>

Cause if you want to make a living you've got to put on a good show<br>

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Chorus<br>

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And when he'd smell the smoke and the cinders<br>

He'd slick back his hair, and open up his case<br>

He'd play the Cherokee Fiddle, he'd play it for the whiskey<br>

Cause good whiskey never let him lose his place<br>

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He was always there, playing for the miners<br>

The Devil's Dream was a song they understood<br>

And then he'd go out to Oklahoma<br>

But he'd wait till the trains were running and the weather was good<br>

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Chorus<br>

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INSTRUMENTAL (Like a verse)<br>

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Now the Indians are dressing up like cowboys<br>

And the cowboys are putting leather and turquoise on <br>

And the music is sold by lawyers<br>

And the fools who fiddled in the middle of the stations are gone<br>

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Some folks say they'll never miss him<br>

That old fiddle [Bm]squealed like the engines brakes<br>

The Cherokee Fiddle is gone forever<br>

Like the music of the whistle that the old locomotives made<br>

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So when you smell the smoke and the cinders<br>

Slick back your hair, and open up your case <br>

Play the Cherokee Fiddle, you can play it for the whiskey<br>

Good whiskey will never let you lose your place <br>

Good whiskey will never let you lose your place<br>

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Good whiskey will never let you lose your place<br>

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