Cat & the Fiddle

Monday mornin' standin' on the corner
Pardon me if we’re getting in your way
We’ll tip our hats, be you native here or foreigner
Drop a coin if you’re likin' what we play
Singin' hey diddle dee
Answer me this riddle
Hey diddle do
Tell me what you will
Dance all day with the Cat and the Fiddle
Come and lay with the heather on the hill
Ward the cold from your fingers as you’re clappin' hands
Keep the rhythm with the tappin' of your feet
Fiddle music mingling with the rappin' bands
Blind men dance as they’re walking down the street
We’ll sing our songs of places that are far away
Kings and castles, heroes brave and bold
Never travel farther than a bar away
Whiskey keeps our spirits from the cold
Tomorrow we’ll be just where we were yesterday
Now we find that the night is getting long
We’ll disappear into the dusty alleyway
All you hear is the echo of our song