This is an online fiddle lesson for the bluegrass tune "Listen to the Mockingbird" by Septimus Winner and Richard Milburn.
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Genre: Bluegrass, Old Time
Skill Level: Beginner, Advanced
Key of D
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Video #1: Here is a video of me playing the advanced competition version.
Video #2: Here is a video of me playing and singing the old time version.
provigil to buy online http://greenwayseedandindustries.com/wp-json/oembed/1.0/embed?url=http://greenwayseedandindustries.com/grass/ "Listen to the Mocking Bird" is a popular American song written in 1855. Its lyrics were composed by Septimus Winner under the pseudonym "Alice Hawthorne", and its music was by Richard Milburn. The song was one of the most popular ballads of the era and sold more than twenty million copies of sheet music. It was popular during the American Civil War and was used as marching music. Abraham Lincoln was especially fond of it, saying, "It is as sincere as the laughter of a little girl at play."
Listen to the Mockingbird Last night I dreamed of my Halley Of my Halley, my sweet Halley Last night I dreamed of my Halley For the thought of her is one that never dies She's sleeping now in the valley In the valley, my sweet Halley She's sleeping now in the valley And the Mockingbird is singing where she lies Listen to the Mockingbird, listen to the Mockingbird Oh the Mockingbird is singing oe'er her grave Listen to the Mockingbird, listen to the Mockingbird Still singing where the weeping willows wave How well do I yet remember I remember, I remember How well do I yet remember For the thought of her is one that never dies It was in that sweet September In September, I remember It was in that sweet September That the Mockingbird was singing far and wide Listen to the Mockingbird, listen to the Mockingbird Oh the Mocking bird still singing oe'er her grave Listen to the Mockingbird, listen to the Mockingbird Still singing where the weeping willows wave