I never could play the violin very well, Unlike banjo, bass or guitar, Violins require that delicate touch And precise bow.
It is easy to pluck a banjo And make it talk. It is easy to slap a bass And make it walk. It is easy to hit and strike a guitar And make it weep.
And it inconceivably simple To make a violin stretch, Just drag the bow, Be it horsehair or the wood Across four unbroken sliver strings, Like a knife.
Making sounds that birth cringe and shiver, Sickly shaking notes that winge and quiver.