Lyrics:
a riddle
When I'm listening to that
Big bass fiddle
Slap that bass
(Slap those feet)
I said slap that bass
(We said slap those feet)
Alright, slap
twigs
Hey, diddle diddle he played on his fiddle
And danced with lady pigs
Number three said, "Nix on tricks
I shall build my house with bricks"
He
a riddle
When I'm listening to that
Big bass fiddle
Slap that bass
(Slap those feet)
I said slap that bass
(We said slap those feet)
Alright, slap
harnessed the tame, a lodging, not stockade's game
Another Greenville, another Magic Mart, Trevor grab your fiddle
The biggest wagon is the empty wagon is
the mornin' I'm givin' you my mornin'
Don't you step on my blue suede shoes
Hey diddle diddle, I'ma play my fiddle
Ain't got nothin' to lose
Roll over
Oh, a saxophone, a slide trombone
A bass fiddle and a drum
A guy at the piano
Who makes it hum
A violin, a clarinet
A hot trumpet and guitar
the mornin' I'm givin' you my mornin'
Don't you step on my blue suede shoes
Hey diddle diddle, I'ma play my fiddle
Ain't got nothin' to lose
Roll over
clothes to keep in style
We're rich in things that life can give that can't be bought with a dollar bill
So come on down...
[ fiddle ]
Got a little simple
stay at home much anymore
[ fiddle ]
What was once our happy home has come to be
A place to fuss and fight and disagree
Our lonely house with wall to all
now has been dying
We'd both be better off without each other
We can't bring it back to life why do we keep trying
There's no love left...
[ fiddle ]
the moon's a little bashful and it seldom shines
Civilized people live there alright
But they all go native on a Saturday Night
Their music is a fiddle
Here a twang, there a twang
Everywhere a twang twang
Old Mac Donald had a band e i e i o
In this band he had a fiddle e i e i o
With a ee ee here
you'll be true
Yes I'll cry for what else is there to do
[ steel - fiddle ]
I could cry cause I'm still in love with you...
early in the morning, I'm a giving you the warning
Don't you step on my blue suede shoes
Hey diddle diddle, I'll play my fiddle
Ain't got nothing
harnessed the tame, a lodging, not stockade's game
Another Greenville, another Magic Mart, Trevor grab your fiddle
The biggest wagon is the empty wagon is
Where did you come from cotton-eye Joe?
Get out your fiddle. Rosin up your bow.
Play an old tune called cotton-eye Joe.
Where did you come from.
can I expect than an angel to
It's so refined as you are
It's like flying without wings
Playing fiddle without strings
And a million other things
can ya play the fiddle
Yes, by crackies I can play a little
Bring it on down to my house, honey, ain't nobody home but me
Ah, yeah
Bring it on down
And you're lonesome for a friend
Darling, you need never be
There's always me
I don't seem to mind somehow
Playing second fiddle now
Someday you'll want
shoes
Hey, diddle diddle, gonna play my fiddle
I ain't got nothing to lose
Roll over Beethoven, tell Tchaikovsky the news
She wiggles like a glow
dixieland - fiddle ]
My gal had plenty so I got Twenty then went back and sat down
I got a Four but I thought it was more as he dealt the cards around
He set
grown cold
If we live our past in the present our future will be gone
Let's go home before our weakness gets too strong
[ fiddle ]
Line with temptation we
And you're lonesome for a friend
Darling, you need never be
There's always me
I don't seem to mind somehow
Playing second fiddle now
Someday you'll want me,
got locked up Sunday
They got him in the jailhouse way downtown
He's in the jailhouse now...
[ steel - fiddle ]
Now I went out last Tuesday I met a girl
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