Natalie Macmaster Fiddle & Bow
O my name is William MacDonnell, I have come across the
sea
I am no handsome man of wealth, nor do I plan to be.
But I’ve a treasure fit for kings, and beggars all the
same
And she comes with me wherever I go, sometimes she
calls my name.
My father worked his life away, diggin’ for the coal
To the central lowlands every day, with shovel he would
go
And he left for me the only thing, he felt he had twas
fine
It is my pride and joy, it’s yours now boy read the
note he left behind.
CHORUS
No apple falls far from a tree, now I pass this fiddle
down to thee
Hold it near your heart and soul, and let your passions
guide your bow
And when the music sweet does play, know I’ll be not
far away
Though my body lies down with the coal, my spirit lies
for you to hold
In the fiddle and bow
So with fiddle strapped upon my back I set out to see
new lands
I have lived a wild and rovin’ life, played to meek and
grand
And to all I played with all I had and I could not help
believe
When I’d draw the bow across the strings, somehow I’d
set him free
CHORUS
