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SONG FOR A FIDDLER'S LADY - (by Greg Trafidlo)  Year: 2007
Greg Trafidlo A country waltz telling the story of simple ways and lasting love. Male Vocals, Country, Bluegrass
Type Play Track Info Catalog ID Min:Sec Tempo & BPM Price Control
Full Track - Country, Bluegrass
263731 3:14 Medium 113   


Track Summary
Music Track Title: Song for a Fiddler's Lady
Catalog ID: 263731  ISRC: US5UL0712684
Description: A country waltz telling the story of simple ways and lasting love.

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Artist or Group: Greg Trafidlo

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Keywords: Marriage, Companionship, Lasting Relationship, Husband and Wife, Musicians, Music, Fiddle, Aging, Old Age, Contentment, Mature Love

Music Genre > Sub-genre
    Country Music
       Bluegrass
Extended Properties
  Duration: 3:14   Tempo: Medium   BPM: 113
   Arrangement: Band / Ensemble
   Instruments: Guitar, Bass, Folk Fiddle, Vocals
   Vocal Mix: Male Vocals
   Language: English
Album: Tao From The Mountains
Moods: Bittersweet, Caring, Graceful, Heartwarming, Loving, Romantic, Sincere, Tender, Touching, Warm, Wholesome

Styles: Backwoods / Folksy, Ballad, Dance / Waltz, Documentary, Film Vocal, Romantic Drama, Rural / Country, Section / Credits, TV Vocal

Lyrical Topics: Love, Music, Women / Woman, Commitment, Together

Lyrics
SONG FOR A FIDDLERS' LADY
Greg Trafidlo
KiraPole Music, BMI, © 1997

I remember that summer, though it's so long ago
The smile from her heart and her eyes all aglow
She asked for a song, what it was, I don' know
Some old tune 'bout a Tennessee farmer.

You see the twilight has come into her life and mine
But we laugh and just say that we're aging like wine
But it makes me much warmer when I think 'bout the time
I was the lady's night in shining armor

Thought the fingers are feeble she smiles as I try
To play her the tune that once won her hand
She remembers a fiddler with fire in his fingers
She still strikes a spark in this old fiddle man

Now we sit on the porch, the swing gently sways
She says, "Play me that tune" Lord she still has her ways
And we're back to that summer of our courting days
And she tells me that I'm still her charmer

Repeat chorus
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