Biography:
Johnny Lee was born in Texas City, Texas, in the southeastern part of the Lone Star State, and raised on a farm in nearby Alta Loma. In high school he formed a band called Johnny Lee and the Roadrunners, which won local and state-wide competitions. After high school, Lee enlisted in the Navy and served a tour of duty on the USS Chicago guided missle cruiser.
He first made the national charts in 1973 on Dot Records with singles like Red Sails in the Sunset, Country Party, and Sometimes.
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When the train pulled into the station
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He'd open up his case and resin up his bow
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He'd play upside down the Orange Blossom Special
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Cause if you want to make a living you've got to put on a good show
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And when he'd smell the smoke and the cinders
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He'd slick back his hair, and open up his case
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He'd play the Cherokee Fiddle, he'd play it for the whiskey
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Cause good whiskey never let him lose his place
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He was always there, playing for the miners
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The Devil's Dream was a song they understood
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And then he'd go out to Oklahoma
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But he'd wait till the trains were running and the weather was good
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And when he'd smell the smoke and the cinders
Bm Em A7
He'd slick back his hair, and open up his case
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He'd play the Cherokee Fiddle, he'd play it for the whiskey
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Cause good whiskey never let him lose his place
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Now the Indians are dressing up like cowboys
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And the cowboys are putting leather and turquoise on
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And the music is sold by lawyers
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And the fools who fiddled in the middle of the stations are gone
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Some folks say they'll never miss it
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That old fiddle squealed like the Indian race
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The Cherokee Fiddle is gone forever
A7 D
Like the music of the whistle that the old locomotives made
Bm D
So when you smell the smoke and the cinders
Bm Em A7
Slick back your hair, and open up your case
D G
Play the Cherokee Fiddle, you can play it for the whiskey
A Bb Bm Bb
Good whiskey will never let you lose your place
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Good whiskey will never let you lose your place
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D A7 D
Good whiskey will never let you lose your place
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D G
When the train pulled into the station
A Bb Bm Bb
He'd open up his case and resin up his bow
D G
He'd play upside down the Orange Blossom Special
A7 D
Cause if you want to make a living you've got to put on a good show
Bm D
And when he'd smell the smoke and the cinders
Bm Em A7
He'd slick back his hair, and open up his case
D G
He'd play the Cherokee Fiddle, he'd play it for the whiskey
A7 D
Cause good whiskey never let him lose his place
D G
He was always there, playing for the miners
A Bb Bm Bb
The Devil's Dream was a song they understood
D G
And then he'd go out to Oklahoma
A7 D
But he'd wait till the trains were running and the weather was good
Bm D
And when he'd smell the smoke and the cinders
Bm Em A7
He'd slick back his hair, and open up his case
D G
He'd play the Cherokee Fiddle, he'd play it for the whiskey
A7 D
Cause good whiskey never let him lose his place
[Instrumental]
D G A Bb Bm Bb
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D G A7 D
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D G
Now the Indians are dressing up like cowboys
A Bb Bm Bb
And the cowboys are putting leather and turquoise on
D G
And the music is sold by lawyers
A7 D
And the fools who fiddled in the middle of the stations are gone
Bm D
Some folks say they'll never miss it
Bm Em A7
That old fiddle squealed like the Indian race
D G
The Cherokee Fiddle is gone forever
A7 D
Like the music of the whistle that the old locomotives made
Bm D
So when you smell the smoke and the cinders
Bm Em A7
Slick back your hair, and open up your case
D G
Play the Cherokee Fiddle, you can play it for the whiskey
A Bb Bm Bb
Good whiskey will never let you lose your place
D A7 D
Good whiskey will never let you lose your place
Bm Bb D G
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D A7 D
Good whiskey will never let you lose your place
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