Rhubarb
by @robheron1
Liner Notes
I'm a bad fiddler but I have gotten a little better this year. This is an old timey piece. I always think Rhubarb is an old timey plant and rhubarb pie an old timey pie. FYI: Rhubarb is only good in the spring at least in this part of the world. Replaced with a better mix Feb 16th
#fiddle #oldtime #folk #noAI
Lyrics
Key of D
Part A1
He (D) went down to the meadow where the (C) wild things (A) grow
(D) There he saw her walking in the (C) early morning (D) glow
Her (D) eyes were green as new grass, her (C) lips were ruby (A) red
He (D) asked her what her name was (C) and she softly (D) said,
Part B
My (C) name is Barbara Rawling, Rhubarb to my (D) friends
I (C) come from (D) yonder mountain where the river bends
He (C) said that is an odd name for one as fair as (D) you
Come (C) visit to my (D) cabin and I’ll show you why they do.
Part A2
He knocked upon her cabin door she opened it up wide
I’ll show you why I’m called so if you step inside
He stepped or’ the threshold there was a glorious smell
Come and taste the sweetest pie for which I’m named so well
Repeat Part B
Part A3
Her eyes were green as new grass, her lips were ruby red
Her pie was so sweet and fine the best he’d ever had
But summer turned to fall and winter came along
Her pie got tough and then was gone so he moved along
Repeat Part B
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