Dancing With the Fiddler
The devil dances on the fiddlers bow
What you reap you'll surely sow
He's cagey and he's clever
Before you know it he'll have you tethered
Dancing with the fiddler, like a bird without wings
While his violin plays its eerie strings
Playing his lies to a haunting tune
Heard in the night of a darkening moon
Out on the river you can hear them say
If you dance with the fiddler you'll surely pay
Be careful when he plays his fiddler talk
As the legend goes...
The bow and the fiddle is the devil's box
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