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The Galway Fiddler

Linda Welby
The Galway Fiddler

Composed & Written by Linda Welby (c)

AS I RAMBLED IN THROUGH GALWAY CITY IN A WORLD OF MY OWN DOWN BY THE QUAY.
 I CAME ACOSS A STRANGE OLD MAN PLAYING HIS FIDDLE I BECAME A FAN
HE PLAYED THAT FIDDLE AS NO MAN COULD HE BOWED OUT TUNES AND WAS COVERED IN MUD
 I WONDERED WHY HE WAS STANDING THERE BEGGING FOR MONEY, IT DID'NT LOOK FAIR
CHORUS 1 
I APPROACHED THIS MAN WITH SUCH GREAT CARE WITH THE QUESTION IN MIND IF I SO DARE
HE SMILED TOWARDS ME AS I LOOKED AT HIM AND I KNEW IN MY HEART, HIS LIFE WAS NOT DIM.
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I ASKED HIM WHY SUCH A BRILLIANT MUSICIAN WAS HERE ON THE STREET WITH ALL OTHER MEN
HE REPLIED SO KINDLY I`M HERE FOR THE POOR FOR I LIVE IN FINE SPLENDOR WAY OUT IN RENMORE
 I WONDERED WHERE HE HAD LEARNED TO PLAY WITH SUCH COMPASSION I DO HAVE TO SAY
 I HAD SEEN FINE FIDDLERS BUT NEVER BEFORE HAD I HEARD FINE MUSIC RIGHT FROM THE CORE
CHORUS 2
HE SAID HE HAD LEARNT FROM THE BIRDS IN THE SKY THEIR SONGS EACH MORN HE'D PLAY TILL HE DIE
 HE LEARNT TO LISTEN TO THE BREEZE THROUGH THE HEATHER AND PLAY TO ITS WHISTLING IN ALL TYPES OF WEATHER
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EACH NOTE HE'D PLAY THE BIRDS WOULD TWEET CROWDS OF PEOPLE GATHERED IN THE STREET
JUST TO HEAR HIM PLAY THEM OLD TIME REELS HIS LOVE FOR MUSIC HAS BEEN REVEALED
AS I LEFT THAT OLD MAN I THANKED HIM SO MUCH FOR DEEP INSIDE MY HEART HE DID TOUCH
A MAN WITHOUT WANT JUST HELPING THE POOR A LESSON I LEARNT THATS A GREAT THING FOR SURE
CHORUS 3
HE SAID HE HAD LEARNT FROM THE BIRDS IN THE SKY SONGS EACH MORN HE'D PLAY TILL HE DIE HE LEARNT TO LISTEN TO THE BREEZE THROUGH THE HEATHER AND PLAY TO ITS WHISTLING IN ALL TYPES OF WEATHER