Poems and Songs: Play The Fiddle
Play the fiddle long
Play the fiddle hard
Ne’er there be a song
That ever beat the bard
Over the hills
Into the glen
To the old mill
And the old hen
I play for my lover
I play for my son
I play for the summer
And for the sun
Ya da da di
Ya da da do
Ya da da di
Ya da da yo
Play the fiddle long
Play the fiddle hard
Ne’er there be a song
That ever beat the bard
The sun, the trees, and my soul
The sky, the breeze, and what’s to be
The sun, the trees, and the old
The sky, the breeze, and husband-to-be
Ya da da di
Ya da da do
Ya da da do
Ya da da yo
(2x)
I play the fiddle long
I play for my son
Ne’er there be a song
Ne’er there ever be a song
For the sky, the breeze, and sun
That ever beat the bard!
A short folk song from Aetha. It's quite popular in taverns and around travelers campfires.
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