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  When Roy James Plays The Slow Airs There are musicians who play with such passion and integrity, and with such style, they soar above everyone else. My friend and popular Island fiddler Roy Johnstone is one of that rare breed. This song is a tribute to Fiddlin' Slim! Lyrics The fiddle is known as the violin's cousin Some even say it's the devil's invention But when it's played right every bird in the sky Comes down on his perch and listens Fiddlers these days are a dollar a dozen From the Ottawa Valley to the hills of Cape Breton But most of them stop and lay down their bows When Roy James plays the slow airs Chorus: Some like it hot, some play like demons Some love the old tunes lost and forgotten But like waves on the ocean my spirit it swells When I hear O'Carolin's Farewell There's a magical spell than cannot be broken And words in the heart that need not be spoken The grace notes fall like tear drops from heaven When Roy James plays the slow airs He came from the prairies where the buffalo roam A scarecrow of a man with a saltwater soul The stage comes alive and the spirit it flows When Roy James plays the slow airs Repeat Chorus The day that I leave this earthly dimension You can send all the preachers on extended vacations Just gather my family and tune up my friends And have Roy James play the slow airs Repeat Chorus End Players Unrecorded Copyright Wild Garden Music (SOCAN) |