"Now It Belongs To You" lyrics

My grandpa made this fiddle with his two hard workin' hands
And they say he really made the music flow
And he even took his old fiddle off to war with him
And they both came back, don't you know
It was cold December when he passed away
They say he smiled at my dad, and they heard him say

Take care of my fiddle, son, 'cause it's yours from now on
Keep it in the family after you and I are gone
And play every song just like your playin' days are through
Just take good care of my fiddle, son, now it belongs to you

I was just a boy when daddy was called to fight for Uncle Sam
He let me keep his fiddle while he was away
I had it in my hands when we got the awful news
And I swear that I can hear him say

Take care of my fiddle, son, 'cause it's yours from now on
Give it to that boy of yours when you and I are gone
And play every song just like your playin' days are through
Just take good care of my fiddle, son, now it belongs to you

Now I'm so proud to get the chance to see my little boy
As he tries his best to play my violin
One day, he'll know about the love there in his hands
And that's when I will say to him

Take care of my fiddle, son, 'cause it's yours from now on
Keep it in the family after you and I are gone
And play every song just like your playin' days are through
Just take good care of my fiddle, son, now it belongs to you
Just take good care of my fiddle, son, now it belongs to you