The Fiddle And The Drum

Karan Casey

Compositor: Joni Mitchell

And so once again
My dear Johnny, my dear friend
And so once again you are fighting us all
And when I ask you why
You raise your sticks and cry, and I fall
My friend, how did you come
To trade the fiddle for the drum?

You say I have turned
Like the enemies you've earned
But I can remember all the good things you are
And so I ask you please
Can I help you find the peace and the star?
My friend, what time is this
To trade the handshake for the fist?

And so once again
Oh America, my friend
And so once again you are fighting us all
And when we ask you why
You raise your sticks and cry, and I fall
My friend, how did you come
To trade the fiddle for the drum?

You say we have turned
Like the enemies you've earned
But we can remember all the good things you are
And so we ask you please
Can we help you find the peace and the star?
My friend, we have all come
To fear the beating of your drum
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