Virginia's Real
๐ต 1491 characters
โฑ๏ธ 2:59 duration
๐ ID: 5379597
๐ Lyrics
Now gents to the middle said a young girl's fiddle
And you ain't got nothin' to lose
Allemande right she can play it all night
She can fiddle off the bottom of your shoes
Oh me, oh my, how she makes that bowhair fly
How she hangs that music in the air
Now promenade down to the lonesome sound
Of a whippoorwill in the night
Sashay back and look at old mad Jack
Hugging everything in sight
He said, "Oh me, oh my, how she makes that bowhair fly
How she hangs that music in the air"
Now Banjo Bill, he stopped stock still
As the notes come a-rolling by
And it filled his ears and eased his fears
And a tear come to his eye
He said, "Oh me, oh my, how she makes that bowhair fly
How she hangs that music in the air"
The old string bass, he lost his place
And his arms, they felt like steel
And a guitar man dropped both his hands
And he swore it was not real
And said, "Oh me, oh my, how she makes that bowhair fly
How she hangs that crystal in the air"
Now it's golden strings on eagle's wings
To the callin' of the squares
And there's fiddle tunes and there's fiddle tunes
But Virginia's splittin' hairs
Oh me, oh my, how she makes that bowhair fly
How she hangs that music in the air
Now she cast a spell no tongue can tell
No prophet can reveal
Quiet as death hold your breath
She played Virginia's Real
Oh me, oh my, how she makes that bowhair fly
How she hangs that music in the air
And it's, "Oh me, oh my, how she makes that bowhair fly
How she hangs that crystal in the air"
And you ain't got nothin' to lose
Allemande right she can play it all night
She can fiddle off the bottom of your shoes
Oh me, oh my, how she makes that bowhair fly
How she hangs that music in the air
Now promenade down to the lonesome sound
Of a whippoorwill in the night
Sashay back and look at old mad Jack
Hugging everything in sight
He said, "Oh me, oh my, how she makes that bowhair fly
How she hangs that music in the air"
Now Banjo Bill, he stopped stock still
As the notes come a-rolling by
And it filled his ears and eased his fears
And a tear come to his eye
He said, "Oh me, oh my, how she makes that bowhair fly
How she hangs that music in the air"
The old string bass, he lost his place
And his arms, they felt like steel
And a guitar man dropped both his hands
And he swore it was not real
And said, "Oh me, oh my, how she makes that bowhair fly
How she hangs that crystal in the air"
Now it's golden strings on eagle's wings
To the callin' of the squares
And there's fiddle tunes and there's fiddle tunes
But Virginia's splittin' hairs
Oh me, oh my, how she makes that bowhair fly
How she hangs that music in the air
Now she cast a spell no tongue can tell
No prophet can reveal
Quiet as death hold your breath
She played Virginia's Real
Oh me, oh my, how she makes that bowhair fly
How she hangs that music in the air
And it's, "Oh me, oh my, how she makes that bowhair fly
How she hangs that crystal in the air"
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:09.73] Now gents to the middle said a young girl's fiddle
[00:12.32] And you ain't got nothin' to lose
[00:14.91] Allemande right she can play it all night
[00:16.89] She can fiddle off the bottom of your shoes
[00:19.51] Oh me, oh my, how she makes that bowhair fly
[00:24.33] How she hangs that music in the air
[00:28.87] Now promenade down to the lonesome sound
[00:31.25] Of a whippoorwill in the night
[00:33.73] Sashay back and look at old mad Jack
[00:36.13] Hugging everything in sight
[00:38.08] He said, "Oh me, oh my, how she makes that bowhair fly
[00:43.49] How she hangs that music in the air"
[00:49.22]
[00:54.70] Now Banjo Bill, he stopped stock still
[00:57.43] As the notes come a-rolling by
[00:59.66] And it filled his ears and eased his fears
[01:02.36] And a tear come to his eye
[01:04.19] He said, "Oh me, oh my, how she makes that bowhair fly
[01:09.43] How she hangs that music in the air"
[01:14.18] The old string bass, he lost his place
[01:16.48] And his arms, they felt like steel
[01:18.66] And a guitar man dropped both his hands
[01:21.23] And he swore it was not real
[01:23.33] And said, "Oh me, oh my, how she makes that bowhair fly
[01:28.64] How she hangs that crystal in the air"
[01:33.81]
[01:49.77] Now it's golden strings on eagle's wings
[01:52.15] To the callin' of the squares
[01:54.69] And there's fiddle tunes and there's fiddle tunes
[01:56.88] But Virginia's splittin' hairs
[01:59.63] Oh me, oh my, how she makes that bowhair fly
[02:04.26] How she hangs that music in the air
[02:08.80] Now she cast a spell no tongue can tell
[02:11.27] No prophet can reveal
[02:14.08] Quiet as death hold your breath
[02:16.21] She played Virginia's Real
[02:18.68] Oh me, oh my, how she makes that bowhair fly
[02:23.40] How she hangs that music in the air
[02:27.75] And it's, "Oh me, oh my, how she makes that bowhair fly
[02:32.84] How she hangs that crystal in the air"
[02:36.41]
[00:12.32] And you ain't got nothin' to lose
[00:14.91] Allemande right she can play it all night
[00:16.89] She can fiddle off the bottom of your shoes
[00:19.51] Oh me, oh my, how she makes that bowhair fly
[00:24.33] How she hangs that music in the air
[00:28.87] Now promenade down to the lonesome sound
[00:31.25] Of a whippoorwill in the night
[00:33.73] Sashay back and look at old mad Jack
[00:36.13] Hugging everything in sight
[00:38.08] He said, "Oh me, oh my, how she makes that bowhair fly
[00:43.49] How she hangs that music in the air"
[00:49.22]
[00:54.70] Now Banjo Bill, he stopped stock still
[00:57.43] As the notes come a-rolling by
[00:59.66] And it filled his ears and eased his fears
[01:02.36] And a tear come to his eye
[01:04.19] He said, "Oh me, oh my, how she makes that bowhair fly
[01:09.43] How she hangs that music in the air"
[01:14.18] The old string bass, he lost his place
[01:16.48] And his arms, they felt like steel
[01:18.66] And a guitar man dropped both his hands
[01:21.23] And he swore it was not real
[01:23.33] And said, "Oh me, oh my, how she makes that bowhair fly
[01:28.64] How she hangs that crystal in the air"
[01:33.81]
[01:49.77] Now it's golden strings on eagle's wings
[01:52.15] To the callin' of the squares
[01:54.69] And there's fiddle tunes and there's fiddle tunes
[01:56.88] But Virginia's splittin' hairs
[01:59.63] Oh me, oh my, how she makes that bowhair fly
[02:04.26] How she hangs that music in the air
[02:08.80] Now she cast a spell no tongue can tell
[02:11.27] No prophet can reveal
[02:14.08] Quiet as death hold your breath
[02:16.21] She played Virginia's Real
[02:18.68] Oh me, oh my, how she makes that bowhair fly
[02:23.40] How she hangs that music in the air
[02:27.75] And it's, "Oh me, oh my, how she makes that bowhair fly
[02:32.84] How she hangs that crystal in the air"
[02:36.41]