Sawin' On The Strings
Written by Lewis Compton



Chords


Song

1.

Way back in the mountains, way back in the hills,
There used to live a mountaineer, they called him fiddlin' Will,
He could play most anything and some say he could sing,
But the one thing that he liked to do best was sawin' on the strings.

chorus 1:

So get out the fiddle and rosin up the bow,
Look at ol' Will a tappin' his toe,
We'll make music 'til the rafters ring,
Listen to the old man a-sawin' on the strings.

solo:

2.

When the neighbors had a shindig and they all had vittles to eat,
We'd always have to wait on Will for the frolic to be complete,
When he comes down from the mountain all the gals began to sway,
Sometimes he'd pick that ol' five-string until the break of day.

chorus 2:

So tune up the five-string, tighten up the hide,
Tell all the young folks to get inside,
We'll make music 'til the rafters ring,
Listen to the old man a-pickin' on the strings.

solo:

chorus 3:

So tune up the five-string, tighten up the hide,
Tell all the young folks to get inside,
We'll make music 'til the rafters ring,
The old man pickin' and a-sawin' on the strings.


 
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