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A little something new for review. I’m looking for clarity here so I ask do you understand this? I'm also looking for imput if this needs expanding.

Grandpas Fiddle
© Teddie Cochran

I remember as a boy the joy that he would bring
Each time he’d rosin up his bow
I can hear Grandma singing the old melodies
To the rhythm of Grandpas fiddle

I keep in mind long ago he had his own show
Each time he’d open up his case
Folks would stop and gather round and join in singing
To the rhythm of Grandpas fiddle

Sweet and mellow in the strings is the song his bow rings
Jingles dancing in the wind twisting and turning
Harmonies simple and fun blessed in the faith of heavens son
Each time I hear Grandpas fiddle; I’m fiddlin’ down the road

The love he revealed each time he would play
Each note children he had raised
Showed his thrills and his yearnings his Sunday learnin’
Lives the magic of Grandpas fiddle

Sweet and mellow in the strings is the song his bow rings
Jingles dancing in the wind twisting and turning
Harmonies simple and fun blessed in the faith of heavens son
Each time I hear Grandpas fiddle; I’m fiddlin’ down the road

In each stroke was his belief was part of his soul
The care he would take as love somehow flowed

Repeat chorus:

Tag:
Each time I hear Grandpas fiddle; I’m fiddlin’ down the road

Best Regards,

Teddie Cochran
www.teddiecochran-music.com

I'm on zero patrol tonight...Teddy...and sure doesn't deserve
that!..

I think this is really special.....has a home spun warmth to it...and has an easy flow...too!!...

I do question some word choices....but I'm not sure what to offer up...will bump you to the top...and point out what i'm questioning....

The love he revealed each time he would play
Each note children he had raised (i'm not quite getting that?)
Showed his thrills and his yearnings his Sunday learnin’
Lives the magic of Grandpas fiddle

Not sure on... showed his thrills...?

Maybe I just need to re-read that section Teddy.....could very well be me.....wouldn't be the first time

and right here...
Not sure on this line's wording either?
In each stroke was his belief was part of his soul

something about that second WAS doesn't sound right to me...?

All in all...this is going to be a beaut...and can hear the direction you're going with the melody ( i think ) ....

hope you get other thoughts...and hope you'll share when you have the music....

very best..
Kaley


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There is always a weakness somewhere and sometime being to close clouds the intent. I see what you mean and will see if I can clear that up. I know what it should say now I just have to flat out say it and untangle the old tounge. That's just the imput I needed, thank you.

Regards,

Teddie

Okay Kaley see if this rewrite clears thing up for you:

Grandpas Fiddle
© Teddie Cochran

I remember as a boy the joy that he would bring
Each time he'd rosin up his bow
I can hear Grandma singing the old melodies
To the rhythm of Grandpas fiddle
I keep in mind long ago he had his own show
Each time he'd open up his case
Folks would stop and gather round and join in singing
To the medleys of Grandpas fiddle

Chorus:
Sweet and mellow in the strings is the song his bow rings
Jingles dancing in the wind twisting and turning
Harmonies simple and fun blessed in the faith of heavens son
Each time I hear Grandpas fiddle; I'm fiddlin' down the road

They didn't have much in material things
For Grandma it didn't matter
To her she was blessed with things you cannot see
Her life was rich as Grandpas fiddle
The love she revealed each time he would play
Each note like a child she raised
Came tall tales and yearnings, his Sunday learnin'
Lives the magic of Grandpas fiddle

Chorus:
Sweet and mellow in the strings is the song his bow rings
Jingles dancing in the wind twisting and turning
Harmonies simple and fun blessed in the faith of heavens son
Each time I hear Grandpas fiddle; I'm fiddlin' down the road

He believed in each stroke was part of his soul
The care he would take as love somehow flowed

Repeat chorus:
Tag:
Each time I hear Grandpas fiddle; I'm fiddlin' down the road

Thanks,

Teddie

I like both versions, I wanted to feel more rhyme but it isn't necessary to make it work. Just my own programmed mind working against me as I read. I love the sentiment you have going here and a lot of people could relate to this. My own family used to get together with the neighbors (long time ago) and have music nights weekly. Everyone withing so many miles was there, playing, singing or cooking.

I think this will be easier to decipher once you've laid down the melody and sang it through a few times. SOmetimes that helps me get to the root of what I'm not sure of. I;m sure you've already done it, but listening to it several times helps.

Nice writing.

Caroline, I think most people grew up in this manor and it's a shame that way of life is being erased with an "all about me" society, video games and way to much TV. I think about those days when I was younger and try my best to keep that way of life going. It's much easier in the country than in a city. Being a fiddle player and being surounded by the old time fiddler association I tryed to write this in a manor that would show the pride, love and heart that each bow stroke and note played on the instrument came from the fiddler. At the same time the joys, memories and impressions the fiddle and fiddler leaves behind. I have some avenues yet to consider in the word play but I think the meat of the lyric is there. Thanks for your response. I'll try to get a guitar/vocal cut this weekend, time permitting, so you all can hear the melody line at least.

Regards,

Teddie

I really love the feel of this. I like the changes you made. Makes much more sense about the notes bein like children they raised

Thanks April here is another rewrite with credits. Thanks Kaley for your input. The music is in the works as the bass track has been recorded and I've been getting the lyric/acoustic guitar worked out:

Grandpas Fiddle
© Lyric Cochran/Willow
Music Cochran/Beeler

Intro: D///Bm///G///A///

I remember as a boy the joy that he would bring
Each time he'd rosin up his bow
I can hear Grandma singing the old melodies
To the rhythm of Grandpas fiddle

I keep it in my mind how he put on a show
Each time he'd open up his case
Folks would come from miles around and join the singing
To the medleys of Grandpas fiddle

Chorus:
Sweet and mellow were the tunes that came from his strings
Jingles dancing in the wind twisting and turning
Breaking ties that can bind simple pleasures come to mind
Each time I hear Grandpas fiddle; I'm fiddlin' down the road

Their wealth didn't come from material things
For Grandma it did not matter
To her she was blessed with things you cannot see
Her life was rich as Grandpas fiddle

The love she revealed each time he would play
Each note a child she had raised
Lived the tales and yearnings, thier Sunday learnin'
Came the magic of Grandpas fiddle

Chorus:
Sweet and mellow were the tunes that came from his strings
Jingles dancing in the wind twisting and turning
Breaking ties that can bind simple pleasures come to mind
Each time I hear Grandpas fiddle; I'm fiddlin' down the road

He poured out his soul each time he pulled the bow
The care he would take as love somehow flowed

Repeat chorus:
Tag:
Each time I hear Grandpas fiddle; I go fiddlin' down the road

Best Regards,

Teddie Cochran

Here is a Bass, Acoustic, Vocal cut of this lyric. It's not perfect but give the general idea of the song. Jimmy and I haven't had time to add the fiddle or any other instrumentation.

Enjoy! http://soundclick.com/share?songid=6812924

Regards,

Teddie

Well we have finally finished the demo. We certainly hope you enjoy the memories it may bring back!

http://soundclick.com/share?songid=6812924

best regards,

Teddie Cochran
www.teddiecochran-music.com