While I Play The Fiddle - Kenny Rogers

The scene is a barroom\nIn a second rate dive\nThe address is 3rd street and Vine\nAnd I make the music\nTo bring out the flavor\nOf cigarettes, laughter and wine\nMy sweetheart, she’s dancing\nWith some total stranger\nI’m singing this song from my heart\nWhile I make the music\nFor honky-tonk people\nI’m watching my world fall apart\nHi diddle diddle\nListen my fiddle\nIs playing the music she loves so to hear\nForgotten I know\nIs the man with the bow\nWhile I play the fiddle\nAnd watching my world disappear\nMy love for that woman\nIs almost as strong as her love for the music I play\nBut she could not live in\nThe gardens and flowers\nSo here’s where she’s happy to stay\nThe scene is a barroom\nIn a second rate dive\nOn stage is a honky-tonk sound\nI’m the one in the middle\nPlaying honky-tonk fiddle\nAnd watching my world tumble down\nHi diddle diddle\nListen my fiddle\nIs playing the music she loves so to hear\nForgotten I know\nIs the man with the bow\nWhile I play the fiddle\nAnd watching my world disappear\nHi diddle diddle\nListen my fiddle\nIs playing the music she loves so to hear\nForgotten I know\nIs the man with the bow\nWhile I play the fiddle\nAnd watching my world disappear