Cherokee Fiddle Chords by Johnny Lee

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[Bm] [Bb] When the [D] train pulled [G] into the station, he rolled [A] up his sleeves and [Bb] .
[Bm] rosined up his bow.
[Bb] Little [D] upside down, orange [G] blossom special.
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[A] Cause if you want to make a living, you gotta put on a [D] good show.
When [Bm] he smelled the smoke [D] and the cinders, he slicked [Bm] back his hair and opened up [Em] his cage.
[A] Played [D] Cherokee fiddle, played [G] for the whiskey.
His [A] good whiskey never let him lose [D] his place.
He was always there, playing for the [G] miners.
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[A] Devil's Dream was [Bb] a song they .
[Bm] understood.
[Bb] Then [D] he'd go back to .
[G] Oklahoma, and [A] he'd wait till the train was running and the weather [D] was good.
When [Bm] he smelled the smoke and the [D] cinders, he slicked [Bm] back his hair and opened up [Em] his cage.
[A] Played [D] Cherokee fiddle, played [G] for the whiskey.
His [A] good whiskey never let him lose [D] his place.
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[D] Now the Indians were dressing up [G] like cowboys.
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[A] And the cowboys were putting [Bb] leather and [Bm] turquoise on.
[Bb] And the [D] music sold [G] by law.
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[A] And the fools who fiddled in the middle of the station [D] are gone.
[Bm] Some folks say they'll never [D] miss him.
Old [Bm] fiddles squeal like the engine [Em] breaks.
[A] Cherokee [D] fiddle gone [G] forever.
Just [A] like the music of the whistle that the old [G] locomotive [D] made.
So when [Bm] you smell [D] the smoke and the cinders, just [Bm] slick back your hair and open up [Em] your cage.
[A] Played [D] Cherokee fiddle, played [G] for the whiskey.
His [A] good whiskey never [Bb] let you lose your [Bm] place.
[Bb] No, [D] good whiskey [A] never let you lose your [D] place.
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[D] [G] No, [D] good whiskey never [A] let you lose your [D] place.
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