Pappa was a fiddler He wasn't just a diddeler He'd find a piece of wood And turn around and whittle her He'd shape it and he'd make it Till he knew at a glance That the fiddle was ready for the fiddler's dance **Begin of Chorus** Then he'd fiddle in the middle and He'd fiddle on the top And the music of the fiddler Never seemed to stop Everybody started dancing Cause the rhythm was enchanting When pappa played the fiddle Everybody danced a little In the middle of the fiddler's dance **End of Chorus** Pappa was a fiddler A real hum dingaler Every mister grabbed a miss and stole a kiss And started swinging her Pappa fiddled on the bow till the beat begain to grow While he diddles on the fiddle at the fiddler's dance **Chorus** Pappa fiddled very very Very extraordinary Every mousey came from miles around Pappa is a real sensation And there is a celebration When pappa comes to town **Chorus** | |