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my grandpa was a fiddler
\nwho even made a fiddle once
\nsupposedly like\u00a0 …
\n…\u00a0\u00a0 a Stradivarius
\nbut he never finished it\u00a0 \u00a0~
\n~\u00a0\u00a0 why
\nI don’t know
\ngrandpa played the fiddle
\nby ear …\u00a0\u00a0 he’d start singing
\nthe lyrics
\nthen follow
\nwith the bow
\nacross the strings
\nyou’d hear
\nthe words to the song
\n“Old Shep”\u00a0 \u00a0~<\/p>\n
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\nAnd old Shep was a pup
\nOver hills and meadows
\nwe’d stray
\nJust a boy and his dog
\nWe were both full of fun
\nWe grew up together that way<\/em>”<\/p>\n
\nas a lad …\u00a0\u00a0 growing up listenin’
\nto his grandpa
\njust a fiddler and his grandson<\/p>\n