Story Behind The Song
It's all true.
Song Description
Grandfather didn't leave heirlooms of gold or of silver, but he left her a fiddle, and a bow, and a song.
| Song Length |
2:49 |
Genre |
Country - Contemporary |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
| Mood |
Content, Serene |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Up on a mantle, over the fire
Sits an old tattered picture, in a silver frame
Solid brown eyes in spectacle glasses
He came to Chicago with a long Polish name.
A simple brick house on Maplewood Avenue
He lived and he worked
?till the Lord called him home
He didn?t leave heirlooms of gold and of silver
But he left her a fiddle, and a bow and a song.
She plays on the porch swing
While her children dance and sing
She plays by the campfire light
She makes that fiddle ring
Down from the attic one summer evening
Came a dusty old fiddle with a cobweb or two
A couple new strings and a lot of polish
A little bit of love and she?s playing a tune
--- Fiddle Instrumental ---
She plays on the porch swing
While her children dance and sing
She plays by the campfire light
She makes that fiddle ring
A simple brick house on Maplewood Avenue
He lived and he worked
?till the Lord called him home
He didn?t leave heirlooms of gold and of silver
But he left her a fiddle, and a bow and a song.