[Verse 1] He took me in when my folks were gone raised me up on a country song sundown porch and a coal-oil glow and the cry of the strings under Riley's bow [Chorus] Lord, Old Man Riley could make her sing that fiddle would holler like the first of spring he taught me high and he taught me low now I play Cane Mill Reel on Old Man Riley's bow [Verse 2] Saturday night when the work was through the whole holler came and the moonshine flew he'd stomp his boot and he'd close his eyes and that fiddle would carry us up to the skies [Fiddle Reel Break] [Verse 3] The day they laid him in the cold March ground the birds went still and the world lost its sound but I picked up his fiddle and I drew the bow and I SWORE that his music would never go [Final Chorus] Lord, Old Man Riley could make her sing that fiddle would holler like the first of spring he taught me high and he taught me low now I play Cane Mill Reel on Old Man Riley's bow [Outro] on Old Man Riley's bow
