From the album SUMMER BREEZE (1972)

Sometimes in the middle of the lonely night, no one there to be his friend
He'd grab the fiddle and he'd hold it tight. The angels there would gather 'round him
And he would all through the night. And he would play all through the night
And he would play 'til everything seemed alright, and I cried everytime that I watched him play
Lord, he really had something to say. And I watched him steal away

He built himself a cabin at the foot of a hill. He never knew the city street
He never had much money never needed a will. All he had was one ol' fiddle
And he passed it down to me. And he passed it down to me
And now I'll play 'til everythin seems alright. Gonna play 'til the angels dance in the sky
Lord, I'll play this fiddle 'til I die. I'll play this fiidle 'til I die
I'll play this fiddle 'til I die. I'l play this fiddle in the sky