- (by Damian Boucher )
Upbeat Cajun song about how when we die we live on through our music and possesions.
Features fiddles and accordian can be used for family scenes, remembrance, food commercials. Male Vocals,
Americana, Cajun Zydeco
Tempo & BPM
Music Track Title: Grandfathers Fiddle
Catalog ID: 446701 ISRC: US5UL1063866
Description: Upbeat Cajun song about how when we die we live on through our music and possesions.
Features fiddles and accordian can be used for family scenes, remembrance, food commercials.
Social Media Link: http://www.audiosparx.com/sa/archive/Americana/Cajun-Zydeco/Grandfathers-Fiddle/446701
Artist or Group: Damian Boucher
Keywords: Grandson to People Emotional Love Message How Grandfather Is Still Around in His Violin and Bow and the Music His Grandson Plays On That Instrument.
Music Genre > Sub-genre
Cajun Zydeco Music
Arrangement: Band / Ensemble
Instruments: Accordion, Guitar, Drum Machine, Bass, Electric Guitar, Folk Fiddle, Percussion
Vocal Mix: Male Vocals
Album: Give to Get
Moods: Animated, Bright, Caring, Celebratory, Earthy, Happy, Heartwarming, Honest, Inspiring, Joyful, Lively, Nostalgic, Optimistic, Reverent, Rhythmic, Sensitive, Sentimental, Serious, Touching, Uplifting
Styles: Backwoods / Folksy, Cooking Show, Documentary, Drama / 30-Something, Family / Teen, Film Vocal, Honky Tonk, Party / General, Rural / Country, World Sorrow
Lyrical Topics: Death, Good Life, Happy, Philosophical, Inspirational
Words and Music Damian Boucher c p
"GRANDFATHERS FIDDLE" Verse 1: Grandfather filled Canadian Hoe Downs St. Annes Reel, Flop Eared Mule Sawin' like the Devil till the Mornin' To see the dance floor fill and the ladies swoon Verse 2: When I was young, Home in Louisiana I couldn't sleep, fiddle singin' in my dreams Folks all hoped I'd fiddle when I grew up To carry on the tunes Pepe played. Chorus: Grandfather's fiddle sings of him when i play fast and she cries when I play her slow. When they go, they're not forgotten no. Anytime Grandfather's Fiddle gets stroked by the bow. Verse 3: Meme said, "Here's a good fiddle son, Learn the tunes you heard him play. And when I'm gone memories will linger on. The tunes of his fiddle will live to another day. Chorus: Grandfather's fiddle sings of him when I play fast And she cries when I play her slow. The song lives on, Long after we are gone. Anytime Grandfather's Fiddle gets stroked by the bow. Verse 4: Grandfather's gone, I didn't really feel sad. He lives on in his fiddle and bow. Our kids will know where they come from. When I play a little fiddle and call out doe si doe, don't ya know! CHORUS REPEAT