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
you if to leave is a mistake
If I'm wrong in what I do that's the chance I'll have to take
[ dobro - fiddle ]
Don't bother now to waste the time saying
a jug of punch
And if I get drunk, well the money's me own
And them that don't like me, they can leave me alone
I'll tune me fiddle and I'll rosin me
Written by Neil Young
© 1977 Silver Fiddle (BMI)
There's a lot to learn
For wasting time
There's a heart that burns
There's an open mind
Look
of errands.
I played the fiddle for 9 church meetings and I joined
11 separate denominations. I signed up and joined
Up for 7 of the best trade unions I could
churn, the lovers burn
Peace, may the generals learn
When I'm far away.
[Chorus]
Sweet may the fiddle sound
The banjo play the old hoe down
senorita...
[ fiddle - el.banjo ]
Now I'm not saying don't go to college cause knowledge sure will cure a lot of ills
But I know this little song is a gettin'
[ fiddle ]
The child picked up the sack and then he wandered on outside
We put a roll of green among the jelly beens inside
The clerk was broke and so
trouble in Black Jack's Bar
[ fiddle ]
I hugged her and kissed her and called her mine
Drunk on her kisses and drunk on her wine
Somebody yelled come
that fiddle bow could set this place on fire
It's so cool to be here
In the hottest place in town
Feels so right
It's Saturday night
And we're
step on my blue suede shoes
Hey, diddle diddle, gonna play my fiddle
I ain't got nothing to lose
Roll Over Beethoven, tell Tchaikovsky the news.
the midnight oil
[ fiddle - el.banjo ]
Tomorrow we'll meet here in the same place where love and desires just won't wait
In each other's arms we'll dream for
She's caught in the middle,
Playing second fiddle
To a Polka on an Old banjo.
Polka on the Banjo
Make that five-string hot.
Polka on the Banjo
have for you
But I won't believe a thing they say until you say it's true
Just let me be the judge...
[ fiddle ]
You tell me that the things they say are
was with love he heard this sinner's plea
[ fiddle - steel ]
It was with love he spoke the invitation come follow me lay down your tools and gold
mama said when she was dying son oh son you've left alone
Yes put your trust alone in Jesus and he will lead you safely home
You gotta walk...
[ fiddle ]
real she can hold in her hand
Things like other people have not just dreams that's all gone bad
She's had all the dreamin' she can stand
[ fiddle ]
She's
Is my ring on your finger sweetheart
[ steel - fiddle ]
Do you feel just right...
love which way do we go
[ fiddle ]
You know if I lose you I'll still go on but all my reasons they'll be gone
So while you're making your mind up heaven
where I belong
When that sweet fiddle sounds and Clifton gets down
That music sounds so good to me, I just might dance until three
And I gotta get back
open and you know just what to do
I'll wait for you baby I've got to give it all to you
[ fiddle - ac.guitar ]
I've got to give you love with all of my
the hearts of every crowd no matter where we go
He fiddles around from town to town and dances all the while
Together we've worked many many shows and traveled
in Albert's home was just the earth worn down
Where Albert's lonely feet had walked around
[ fiddle ]
Everything in Albert's house was made by hand
the future locked inside
Some prisoners call for mama and others pray to die
Lord what I'd give to hear a baby cry
[ fiddle ]
They tell me I was drinkin'
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