Fiddling Sam
There a guy with a fiddle in Tucson town
Known by everyone for miles around
He been around the corner, and back
Eighty eight years old, and that’s a fact
He’s stays active by riding his bike
Seven plus miles is the ride he likes
At fiddle events where Sam abides
His wife, Georgia, is there at his side
Long a member of Old Time Fiddlers
And that’s the fiddle style he prefers
Sam has a notebook in his pocket
With the fiddling dates on his docket
It was at the first Dove Mountain Jam
That I first saw this Old Fiddling Sam
Knew right away Sam’s a real showman
Watching Sam perform was an omen
We’ve played lots of music together
At many jams in all kinds of weather
We’re even members of the same band
And that experience has been grand
Now Sam and I are very good friends
A close friendship that will see no end
You’ll never heard a musical yarn
Like Sam singing, “Out Behind The Barn”
Copyright © Charles Sides | Year Posted 2011
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