Lyrics:
starts playing in heart like mine
In a heart like mine
In a love like this
There's a sympony in a single kiss
Bring on the fiddles and the violins
liquor out the bottle
How the good Lord intended it, yes he did
I love my country, I love my country
Six strings and fiddles, whiskey from Kentucky
hide it
When the band starts bangin' and the fiddle saws
You can't help but hollerin', yee haw
When you see them pretty little country queens
Man,
And a honky tonk heart
I've got a two steppin' mind and a honky tonk heart
I need a five-piece band with a fiddle and steel guitar
Someone to hold when
Gonna be so fine
When that cantaloupe moon starts to rise
Into a purple bayou sky
Ain't it good to be alive, deep in Louisiana
Hear the fiddles playin'
mama don't allow
We gonna play the guitar anyhow
Mama don't allow no guitar playing around here
Mama don't allow no fiddle playing around here
Mama don't
There'll be guitars and fiddles, Earl Scruggs and his banjo too
Bill Monroe singing out them ole 'Kentucky blues'
Ernest Tubb's number, 'Two wrongs won't
ready to go
Late in the evening about sundown
High on the hill and above the town
Uncle Pen played the fiddle lord how it would ring
You could
ready to go
Late in the evening about sundown
High on the hill and above the town
Uncle Pen played the fiddle lord how it would ring
You could
April played the fiddle and my heart began to dance
And I was so surprised to find my arms around romance
April played the fiddle and I memorized
banjo
And singing fee fi fiddle-e-i-o
Fee fi fiddle-de-i-o-o-o
Fee fi fiddle-de-i-o strumming on
That old banjo
Some go to work, and others on vacation
Way up in the mountains
Above the green hills lives a poor hermit
With an old homemade fiddle
In the late afternoon
When the days work is through
He
I'm the real thing and I sing songs about real life
And I never heard a fiddle called a violin
Never really worried if I fit in
Country ain't what
When uncle Jim played the fiddle
You could hear it talk you could hear it sing
And it echoed down the mountains
To those Georgia pines
Ran
darg
Man a real cash man, I don't catch man's darg
Flip that, scribble that on the route, man's off
Grip that, fiddle that in the coupe, man's lost
(Two)
(Oh, oh, yeah)
(Oh)
(Oh, oh, yeah)
(Oh)
Take me back in a Cadillac when the sinners were the saints
Mama tried and the fiddles cried
You think I'm little
Want to play me like a fiddle
I'm not so brittle
Come diddle my skittle
'cause there's only one peach
With the hole in
Hey diddle diddle
And the cat and the fiddle
And the cow jumped over the
Moon
A little dog lied to see such a
Sport
And the dish ran away with
Hey diddle diddle
With a fiddle in the middle
If you can't fiddle
At the hootenanny, hootenanny
Play a little paper and comb
Once you get
she played the fiddle in an Irish band
But she fell in love with an English man
Kissed her on the neck and then I took her by the hand
Said, "Baby, I
the kitchen i know
Someone's in the kitchen with dinah
Strumming on the old banjo
Fee fie fiddle eell o
Fee fie fiddle eell o
Fee fie fiddle eell o
screemin' faint throw their babies
At Eli Stubbs and his Funky Grass Band
[ el.banjo - fiddle ]
Now Eli's a little older and short and stubby and he's bald
made it plain and clear it's
Not a rhyme or a riddle
God don't play second fiddle
I once knew a man that
Was climbin' the ladder
His portfolio was all
Disturb the neighbors, this one's a banger,
Fiddle with the volume, I beg ya,
Fiddle with the volume, ya ya ya ya
Abuse your speakers, lose your manners,
Discuss these fiddle Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In