Allan Taylor - Fiddler John [Live]

John, John, play us another tune

John, John, play one more

John, John, play us another one

John, John, play one more

Oh, Fiddler John they say he's crazy

He knows better but he won't say

Every day you can see him a-sitting there

Dear old John just fiddles away

John, John, play us another tune

John, John, play one more

John, John, play us another one

John, John, play one more

He won't listen to your questions

He'll just answer yes or no

But if you take the time to listen

He'll play you a tune before you go

John, John, play us another tune

John, John, play one more

John, John, play us another one

John, John, play one more

Some tell of when old John was a soldier

He was gone for many a year

He came back with a fiddle in his haversack

Broken memories cost him dear

John, John, play us another tune

John, John, play one more

John, John, play us another one

John, John, play one more

Saturday nights then John is welcome

Brandy, wine are all in store

When the dawn is fast approaching

Still they ask for just one more

John, John, play us another tune

John, John, play one more

John, John, play us another one

John, John, play one more

Oh, Fiddler John they say he's crazy

He knows better but he won't say

Every day you can see him a-sitting there

Dear old John just fiddles away

John, John, play us another tune

John, John, play one more

John, John, play us another one

John, John, play one more