by Lyrics: Cherokee Fiddle (She Comes Around)
Performed by Whiskey Wind & The Prairie Boys
Cherokee Fiddle (She Comes Around) – DOWNLOAD
(Verse 1)
My baby ain’t much for sittin’ still,
But when that fiddle hits, she’s had her fill.
She don’t know I’ve been payin’ the DJ right,
With a fifth of whiskey to get that song in flight.
She thinks it’s luck when the tune comes on,
But me and Jim Beam, we’ve been workin’ all along.
(Pre-Chorus)
Every time the radio plays that sound,
It’s like clockwork, yeah, she comes around.
(Chorus)
My baby comes around when she hears “Cherokee Fiddle,”
Starts dancin’ like the devil’s right there in the middle.
She’s got a fire in her eyes, and a sway in her hips,
Soon as the bow slides, she’s bitin’ her lips.
She don’t know the station manager’s my old friend,
And a bottle of Jack’s how the music begins.
Yeah, my baby comes around when she hears that sound,
“Cherokee Fiddle” gets her on the ground.
(Verse 2)
The DJ takes the fifth, no questions asked,
‘Cause he knows that fiddle’s part of my cowboy task.
It’s better than roses, better than wine,
That melody’s my secret weapon every time.
She swears it’s fate when it plays real loud,
But I’m the one behind that honky-tonk cloud.
(Pre-Chorus)
When life gets quiet, I know what to do,
Just slip the DJ a drink, and watch her move.
(Chorus)
My baby comes around when she hears “Cherokee Fiddle,”
Starts dancin’ like the devil’s right there in the middle.
She’s got a fire in her eyes, and a sway in her hips,
Soon as the bow slides, she’s bitin’ her lips.
She don’t know the station manager’s my old friend,
And a bottle of Jack’s how the music begins.
Yeah, my baby comes around when she hears that sound,
“Cherokee Fiddle” gets her on the ground.
(Bridge)
If food’s an aphrodisiac, then that fiddle’s the song,
She’s up on her feet before the first note’s gone.
I don’t need chocolates, flowers, or a bouquet,
Just turn on the radio and let it play.
(Chorus)
My baby comes around when she hears “Cherokee Fiddle,”
Starts dancin’ like the devil’s right there in the middle.
She’s got a fire in her eyes, and a sway in her hips,
Soon as the bow slides, she’s bitin’ her lips.
She don’t know the station manager’s my old friend,
And a bottle of Jack’s how the music begins.
Yeah, my baby comes around when she hears that sound,
“Cherokee Fiddle” gets her on the ground.
(Outro)
Yeah, my baby comes alive when that fiddle plays,
And I’ll keep the whiskey flowin’ for her dancin’ ways.
“Cherokee Fiddle” brings her around every time,
And that’s just fine by me, she’s mine all night.
Cherokee Fiddle (She Comes Around) –Music and Lyrics by Alan Nafzger
