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作曲 : Robert Jay Horton |
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Oh, once upon a time in Arkansas, |
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An old man sat in his little cabin door |
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And fiddled at a tune that he liked to hear, |
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A jolly old tune that he played by ear. |
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It was raining hard, but the fiddler didn't care, |
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He sawed away at the popular air, |
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Tho' his rooftree leaked like a waterfall, |
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That didn't seem to bother the man at all. |
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A traveler was riding by that day, |
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And stopped to hear him a-practicing away; |
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The cabin was a-float and his feet were wet, |
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But still the old man didn't seem to fret. |
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So the stranger said "Now the way it seems to me, |
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You'd better mend your roof," said he. |
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But the old man said as he played away, |
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"I couldn't mend it now, it's a rainy day." |
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The traveler replied, "That's all quite true, |
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But this, I think, is the thing to do; |
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Get busy on a day that is fair and bright, |
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Then patch the old roof till it's good and tight." |
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But the old man kept on a-playing at his reel, |
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And tapped the ground with his leathery heel. |
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"Get along," said he, "for you give me a pain; |
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My cabin never leaks when it doesn't rain." |
