Print

It's a nickel for the fiddler It's a nickel for his tune It's a nickel for the tambourine Kind of afternoon It's a high holiday on the 21st of June And it's country music in the park And everybody's ruined It's fountains full of dogs and kids And it's freaky apple pie It's the ones just come to play And it's the ones just passin' by It's coats of many colours And it almost makes me cry It's ice cream on a stick And it's something you can't buy It's a fiddler from Kentucky Who swears he's 83 And he's fiddled every contest From here to Cripple Creek It's old ones and it's young ones And it's plain they have agreed That it's country music in the park As far as they can see SongtexteIt's a nickel for the fiddler It's a nickel for his tune It's a nickel for the tambourine Kind of afternoon It's a high holiday on the 21st of June And it's country music in the park And everybody's ruined Aus Songtexte Mania