When the train pulled into the station
D D# Em D#
He’d open up his case and resin up his bow
G C
He’d play upside down the Orange Blossom Special
D7 G
Cause if you want to make a living you’ve got to put on a good show
Em G
And when he’d smell the smoke and the cinders
Em Am D7
He’d slick back his hair, and open up his case
G C
He’d play the Cherokee Fiddle, he’d play it for the whiskey
D7 G
Cause good whiskey never let him lose his place
G C
He was always there, playing for the miners
D D# Em D#
The Devil’s Dream was a song they understood
G C
And then he’d go out to Oklahoma
D7 G
But he’d wait till the trains were running and the weather was good
Em G
And when he’d smell the smoke and the cinders
Em Am D7
He’d slick back his hair, and open up his case
G C
He’d play the Cherokee Fiddle, he’d play it for the whiskey
D7 G
Cause good whiskey never let him lose his place
INSTRUMENTAL: G C D D# Em D#
G C D7 G
G C
Now the Indians are dressing up like cowboys
D D# Em D#
And the cowboys are putting leather and turquoise on
G C
And the music is sold by lawyers
D7 G
And the fools who fiddled in the middle of the stations are gone
Em G
Some folks say they’ll never miss it
Em Am D7
That old fiddle squealed like the Indian race
G C
The Cherokee Fiddle is gone forever
D7 G
Like the music of the whistle that the old locomotives made
Em G
So when you smell the smoke and the cinders
Em Am D7
Slick back your hair, and open up your case
G C
Play the Cherokee Fiddle, you can play it for the whiskey
D D# Em D#
Good whiskey will never let you lose your place
G D7 G
Good whiskey will never let you lose your place
Em D# G C
G D7 G
Good whiskey will never let you lose your place
