My mother and my father never one without the other Got together in november with her sister and his brother They married in the church with the big big steeple And their friends tell me now how they are such fine people They would dance, dance, dance 2 by 2 and holding hands All the couples on the floor Drove'er hard and asked for more So the fiddler went on Grabbed his bow and played a song Well that was his pick His appropriate dipstick Deedle di dee dum Deedle di dee dum Diddle diddle dum dee du Diddle didee diddle dum And forty years from then when their daughter and her lover Got together on the alter to proclaim to one another Eternal love from heaven they would give and would receive A love that was worth celebrating well in the eve Could we all join hands In the union of this chance Take a partner to the floor Feel the music to the core When the fiddler struck a note That was when the party broke And the bow was his pick His appropriate dipstick