Never had a wife or a daughter or a son
Just have my fiddle, got myself a gun
I play for all my friends, shoot at all my foes
That’s how the life of a fiddler goes
Fiddler a dram, fiddler a dram
Come on and give the fiddler a dram
I played all night with a bottle in my hand
Come on and give the fiddler a dram
[?] and the sugar in the gourd
[?], [?]
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Can’t hold a candle to fiddler a dram
Fiddler a dram, fiddler a dram
Come on and give the fiddler a dram
Fiddle in my one hand, bottle in t'other
I shot my dad, I had my mother
I never did a day of honest toil
Burned a tree, [?] soil
I [?] territory, [?]
Everywhere I go a play a
Fiddler a dram, fiddler a dram
Come on and give the fiddler a dram
I say to the devil I sold my soul
[?] and shove it up your hole
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