When life is a struggle
And my head's in a muddle
I pick up my fiddle
And give it a cuddle
I rosin my bow
Breathe in deep and slow
I feel a lot better
From my head to my toes
My fingers a-quiver
My nose starts to shiver
I jiggle inside
From my spleen to my liver
I sway as I play
The best part of my day
As all of my troubles
Are polka'd away
I soothe like tea
And roar like the sea
Then dance like a bee
As I fiddle - dee - dee
Emma Scarr 