Angel Fiddle

Out in the country in the fields there is
A pretty little girl on her daddy’s knee
Sitting on the porch in the summer shade
Learning the fiddle going one, two, three

He said play for your mother, play that she’s gone
Play for the joy she brought everyone
Play it once for the time we had
And if you miss her won't you play it again

She was a tiny thing the doctor said
For the rest of her time she’s bound to bed
But the baby is strong inside her womb
Pretty and sweet like a fiddle tune

The angel came too soon they say
Like a pickup note at the end of a page
And when she played it was for the last time
For the lord giveth, and he taketh away

Oh lord, oh lord let my baby know
The power of music inside her soul
Since I won't be here to dry her tears
Take your arms around her with each note that she hears…

Out in the country in the fields there is
A pretty little girl on her daddy’s knee
Sitting on the porch in the summer shade
Learning the fiddle going one, two, three