Lyrics:
fiddle
I'm the blues at midnight oozing out of a back street honky-tonk
I'm draw my nourishment from the teeming streets of New York City
The lonely
He remembers the first time he met her he remembers the first thing she said
He remembers the first time he held her and the night that she came
I got my first guitar when I was just a boy
I was playing the blues instead of playing with toys
Listening to the Opry and dreaming of the neon
It began I believe when Adam found Eve he woke up and made her his wife
On that very first day she asked in dismay am I the first girl in your life
light, star bright,
First star I see tonight,
Wish I may, wish I might,
Have the wish I wish tonight.
It's raining, it's pouring, the old man is
bright,
First star I see tonight,
Wish I may, wish I might,
Have the wish I wish tonight.
It's raining, it's pouring, the old man is snoring
Bumped
This was the first blues I ever learnt from
Bob Wells and the Texas Playboys
called the Milk Cow Blues
Yeah
Well I did woke up this mornin'
anything
He played it fast, he played it right
He walked down filddle road
And the first time that I saw him
I hoped that i would follow down the road
Fiddle
the nearly flip that one drink was enough
For the life of me I just can't see why they love that awful stuff
Corn liquor (corn liquor)...
[ fiddle ]
Well as I
of six strings on a backbeat
With a fiddle in the band
I'm like a burnt CD from '03 in a Mustang
You never knew what was coming
So, I can't help but
with the shakin'
Leaves me achin', ol
First shake around and settle there
Then you shake around and settle here
Then you shake around and settle there
music in popular song forms
I have a modest example here
It's called the Vatican Rag
First you get down on your knees
Fiddle with your rosaries
Bow
Sybil sits in a rocking chair
Chewing tobacco and spitting out cares
Sound of a fiddle floating through the air
From the Jones boy across
Come and listen to my story if you will I'm gonna tell
About a gang of fellers from down at Nashville
First I'll start with old Red Foley doin'
music in popular song forms
I have a modest example here
It's called the Vatican Rag
First you get down on your knees
Fiddle with your rosaries
Bow
fiddle
Has the sweetest sound on earth
If you shudder at the music
Of a hoot owl in the pines
You're on lonesome standard time
There's a bigger
Amazing Grace at the First Baptist Church
On a fiddle he built from spare parts
The vets blew taps and they lowered him down
Then I broke into ""Old Joe
Let's get it
Girl, you gone and done it to me, hotter than a hoochie-coochie
Got me like the first time I heard Alan Jackson "Chattahoochee"
I
know it's hard to believe
But this body here is free tonight
Your very own first class flight
My plane's parked right outside
I'm an international
Jack O'Rion was the finest fiddler ever fiddled on the string
He could drive young ladies wild with a tune his wires would sing
He could fiddle
takin' to the quakin' and this makin' with the shakin' leaves me achin', olé!
First shake around and settle there
Then you shake around and settle here
Always always you'll always be in my heart always always you'll always be in my heart
Not so long ago when I first met you you promised that we'd
soldier's joyAnd played the one called the Boston BoyFirst
of all was Jenny LynnFor me that's where the fiddle
beginsI'll never forget that mournful dayWhen
with the shakin'
Leaves me achin', ol
First shake around and settle there
Then you shake around and settle here
Then you shake around and settle there
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