歌词
He never speaks his passions
He never speaks his views
Whereas other men speak volumes
The man I love is mute
In truth, I can't recall
Being wooed with words at all
Even now
He plays the violin
He tucks it right under his chin
And he bows, oh he bows
For he knows, yes he knows
That it's heigh, heigh, heigh, diddle diddle
Twixt my heart, Tom and his fiddle
My strings are unstrung
Heigh, heigh, heigh, heigh
I am undone
I hear his violin
And I get that feeling within
And I sigh, oh I sigh
He draws near, very near
And it's heigh, heigh, heigh, diddle diddle
And... goodbye to the fiddle!
My strings are unstrung
Heigh, heigh, heigh, heigh
I'm always undone
Heigh, heigh, heigh, heigh
Heigh
For it was heigh, heigh, heigh diddle diddle
Twixt my heart, Tom and his fiddle
And ever 'twill be!
Heigh, heigh, heigh, heigh
Through eternity!
He plays the violin
He plays the violin
He plays the violin!