Rule #14 - Fiddler’s Heart Fish in a Birdcage
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[Verse 1]
He's a traveling gypsy
He grins like one too
Lives outside the boxes
Wearin' such worn-out shoes
'N he lights up the fiddle
Like his cheap cigarettes
And all the girls love him
Ah, he's hard to forget
[Chorus]
There's more people dancing
Than I've ever seen
A man made of gold
Grew up on these streets
Connects with the people
And loves them as they are
Evеryone's listening to
That fiddler's hеart
Fiddler's heart!
[Verse 3]
He's a traveling gypsy
And I know him quite well
And when he starts rambling
I find it's funny as hell
'N he gets the crowd laughing
Well, some people leave
And if he offends you
Well, that's just his cup of tea
He's a traveling gypsy
He grins like one too
Lives outside the boxes
Wearin' such worn-out shoes
'N he lights up the fiddle
Like his cheap cigarettes
And all the girls love him
Ah, he's hard to forget
[Chorus]
There's more people dancing
Than I've ever seen
A man made of gold
Grew up on these streets
Connects with the people
And loves them as they are
Evеryone's listening to
That fiddler's hеart
Fiddler's heart!
[Verse 3]
He's a traveling gypsy
And I know him quite well
And when he starts rambling
I find it's funny as hell
'N he gets the crowd laughing
Well, some people leave
And if he offends you
Well, that's just his cup of tea
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