Johnny Lee, Cherokee Fiddle (1982)
^{Key: :[D#] (w: Michael Martin Murphey, 1977) (BPM: 152)}

INTRO: [D#] [G#] [A#] [B] [Cm] [B]

VERSE 1:
When the [D#] train pulled into the [G#] station
He'd open up his [A#] case [B] and resin up his [Cm] bow [B]
He'd play upside [D#] down the Orange Blossom [G#] Special
Cause if you [A#7] want to make a living you've got to put on a good [D#] show

CHORUS 1:
And when he'd [Cm] smell the smoke and the [D#] cinders
He'd slick back his [Cm] hair, and open up his [Fm] case [A#7]
He'd play the Cherokee [D#] Fiddle, he'd play it for the [G#] whiskey
Cause good [A#7] whiskey never let him lose his [D#] place

VERSE 2:
He was always [D#] there, playing for the [G#] miners
The Devil's [A#] Dream was a [B] song they under-[Cm]-stood [B]
And then he'd [D#] go out to Okla-[G#]-homa
But he'd [A#7] wait till the trains were running and the weather was [D#] good

REPEAT CHORUS 1:

INSTRUMENTAL: [over VERSE]

VERSE 3:
Now the [D#] Indians are dressing up like [G#] cowboys
And the [A#] cowboys are putting [B] leather and turquoise [Cm] on [B]
And the [D#] music is sold by [G#] lawyers
And the [A#7] fools who fiddled in the middle of the stations are [D#] gone

CHORUS 2:
Some folks [Cm] say they'll never [D#] miss it
That old fiddle [Cm] squealed like the Indian [Fm] race [A#7]
The Cherokee [D#] Fiddle is gone [G#] forever
Like the [A#7] music of the whistle that the old locomotives [D#] made

OUTRO CHORUS:
So when you [Cm] smell the smoke and the [D#] cinders
Slick back your [Cm] hair, and open up your [Fm] case [A#7]
Play the Cherokee [D#] Fiddle, you can play it for the [G#] whiskey
Good [A#] whiskey will never [B] let you lose your [Cm] place [B]
Good [D#] whiskey will never [A#7] let you lose your [D#] place
[Cm] [B] [D#] [G#]
Good [D#] whiskey will never [A#7] let you lose your [D#] place