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Fiddle and Flute

The Likes of Jeff Pittman

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The Likes of Jeff Pittman

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The Likes of Jeff Pittman

The Likes of Jeff Pittman

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Oh where, oh where are my fiddle and flute

Fell off my route

And that's the truth

I'd like to give them a bow and a toot

If I could find them here

For if I had half the things I've lost

And I had half what half them cost

I'd have enough to have them tossed

And I wouldn't have a care

Oh where, oh where, are my britches and pants

That I bought in advance

Of the big town dance

If you stroll across them please, by chance

Will you please bring them here?

For if I had half the things I've lost

And I had half what half them cost

I'd have enough to have them tossed

And I wouldn't have a care

And where, oh where is my sporting vest

With the V-neck chest

And the pockets pressed

When I've had it on, I've looked my best

But I don't see it here

For if I had half the things I've lost

And I had half what half them cost

I'd have enough to have them tossed

And I wouldn't have a care

Oh why, oh why, are my knickers in a knot

Can't escape the thought

Getting all upsot

Mourning the loss of things I bought

That could be anywhere

Oh where, oh where, are my knee-length socks

With the tartan blocks

From the Classic Fox

I'd wear them out on the longest walks

But I don't have them here

For if I had half the things I've lost

And I had half what half them cost

I'd have enough to have them tossed

And I wouldn't have a care

And where, oh where, is my dapper tam

With the wool of lamb

Knit by dear Gram

She stitched it so patient and calm

But I can't see it here

For if I had half the things I've lost

And I had half what half them cost

I'd have enough to have them tossed

And I wouldn't have a care

Oh why, oh why, are my knickers in a knot

Can't escape the thought

Getting all upsot

Mourning the loss of things I bought

That could be anywhere

And where, oh where, is my tie of tweed

With the herringbone weave

And the bright pin bead

If you chance upon it, please, I plead

Will you come bring it here

For if I had half the things I've lost

And I had half what half them cost

I'd have enough to have them tossed

And I wouldn't have a care

And where, where is my raglan coat

With the little wee note

With the song I wrote

Good thing I learned it off by rote

Or I'd not sing this here

For if I had half the things I've lost

I had half what half them cost

I'd have enough to have them tossed

And I wouldn't have a care

Written by: Jeffrey Pittman

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