The Fiddle Plays
by Mark David Manders and Neuvo Tejas
from the album "Tales from the Couch Circuit"
Transcribed by Thomas Faulkenberry
G Am C D G
There's a cool breeze blowing through those cypress trees tonight
Am C D G
Watch the embers glowing in our campfire light
Em D
I hear a melody, reminds me of you
G C D G
As a cricket calls out to its mate, and the fiddle plays
No crowded highways, sirens screaming in the night
The stars above us are the only crowd in sight
They're all looking down from their balcony views
And a twinkle turns into a gaze when the fiddle plays
Let's take a walk down to the river, and lose our clothes along the way
Splash around in the water until the naked light of day
There's no need for words when I hold you in my arms
'Cause I know just what your gonna say when the fiddle plays