Woodshed

WOODSHED
written by Doug Moreland, ASCAP (composer/author and publisher)

Old man sittin’ in the general store
Fiddlin’ all the songs he knows
Blackberry Blossom to ol’ Muddy Roads
The wisdom of the elders we should all take heed
The biggest tree in the world started from a seed

You gotta woodshed
Is what the old man said
Practice your fiddle everyday
If you wanna get ahead
Life is rehearsal
Keep learnin’ till your dead
The only way to Carnegie Hall
Is through the woodshed

I remember learning, squackin’ and scratching around the house
I was sure my Faded Love would make my momma proud
She says she’s happy I practice so hard
But I bet you’d sound a whole lot better fiddlin’ out in the yard

You gotta woodshed
Is what my momma said
Practice your fiddle everyday
If you wanna get ahead
Life is rehearsal
Keep learnin’ till your dead
The only way to Carnegie Hall
Is through the woodshed