I was about 7 when I first started
having violin lessons.
One minute she was fine, the next she started throwing her violins across the
room.
Miss Trudy, she teaches all the girls
to sing
Miss Trudy, she teaches the violin
But when the girls turned into pretty, pretty things she
Dried her eyes and cried.
Miss Trudy, she smashed up all her
violins
Miss Trudy, she taught all the girls to sing
And when she cries, she cries for
only her
The remains of twenty wooden violins scattered across the floor
And when she cries, she cries only
for her
Her teardrops fall on my violin on the floor
Miss Trudy, at least you taught the girls to sing
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From the album Bwyd Time
From the single Llanfwrog EP