Alison Krauss Sawing On The Strings Lyrics

Sawing On The Strings Lyrics

Way back in the mountains

Way back in the hills

There used to live a
mountianeer

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 sawing on the strings



So get out the
fiddle

And rosin up the bow

Look at ol' Will a pattin' his toe

We'll make music til the rafters ring

All that pickin' and a sawin on
the string



When the neighbors had a shindig

And they all had
viddles to eat

We'd always have to wait on Will

To make the frolic
complete

When he comes down from the mountain

All the gals began to
sway

Sometimes he'd pick that ol' 5 string

Until the break of
day



So tune up the 5 string

Tighten up the hyde

Tell
all the hill folks to get inside

All them pickin' and a sawing on the
string



So tune up the 5 string

Tighten up the hyde

Tell all the hill folks to get inside

All them pickin' and a sawing on
the string