Don't Cuss the Fiddle

I scandalized my brother
 While admitting that he sang some decent songs
 I'd heard that he'd been scandalizing me
 And Lord, I knew that that was wrong.
 Now I'm looking at it over somethin' cool
 And feeling fool enough to see
 What I had called my brother on
 Now he had every right to call on me.
 Don't you ever cuss that fiddle boy
 Unless you want that fiddle out of tune
 That picker there's in trouble boy
 Ain't nothin' but another side of you.
 If we ever get to heaven boys
 It ain't because we ain't done nothin' wrong
 We're in this gig together
 So let's settle down and steal each other's songs.
 I found a wounded brother
 Drinkin' bitterly away the afternoon
 And soon enough he turned on me
 Like he'd done every face in that saloon.
 Well, I cussed him to the ground
 And said he couldn't even steal a decent song
 But soon as it was spoken
 We was sad enough to wish that we were wrong.
 Don't you ever cuss that fiddle boy
 Unless you want that fiddle out of tune
 That picker there's in trouble boy
 Ain't nothin' but another side of you.
 If we ever get to heaven boys
 It ain't because we ain't done nothin' wrong
 We're in this gig together
 So let's settle down and steal each other's songs.
 Well, I know it may sound funny
 But I think that I done stole somebody's songs
 She's a good hearted woman
 In love with a good timin' man.
 She loves him in spite of his ways
 That she don't understand.
 With tear drops and laughter
 We'll pass through this world
 Hand in hand
 She's a good hearted woman
 In love with a good timin' man.
 She's a good hearted woman
 In love with a good timin' man.
 She loves him in spite of his ways
 That she don't understand
 With tear drops and laughter
 We'll pass through this world
 Hand in hand
 She's a good hearted woman
 In love with a good timin' man.
 She's a good hearted woman
 In love with a good timin' man.