He plays the violin

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

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

When Heaven calls to me

Sing me no sad elegy

Say I died Loving bride Loving wife Loving life

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!