Lyrics:
there's a fiddle in the middle oh it really is a riddle how he
plays a tune so sweet
Plays a tune so sweet that I could die
Lead me to the floor and hear
know it but im a fiddle player too.
And if you care to take a dare well,
I'll make a bet with you. And you play pretty good
Fiddle boy, but you give
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
when this cowgirl needs me a cowboy
To do the Pecos Promenade
Tonight's the first I saw him
We can hear those twin fiddles play
Well Houston starts
the presence of Sis Draper
Sis Draper is the devil's daughter
Plays the fiddle Daddy bought her
Plays it like her mama taught her
She's a travelin'
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
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
dealt and we know now how to play
After weeks the days seem longer but at home not long at all
The sun shines warm at our house but out here it feels like
that she's ever seen.
There's nothin' like listenin' to the fiddles play
While doin' the cornmeal waltz.
There's nothin' to keep you from driftin'
lightly on before
Don't fiddle with this deadly box, or break the chains, or pick the locks
And please, don't ever play about with war
Well,
Chorus:
On the Banks of the Roses me love and I sat down
And I took out me fiddle for to play me love a tune
And in the middle of the tune-o she
Mountain high
But it's nothing quite like Texas on a Saturday night
When the sun goes down it's time to paint the town
That's when you hear those fiddles
lead your ace
The future doesn't fret me
If I can only get me
Someone to slap that bass
Happiness is not a riddle
When I'm listening to that
Big
a country song
Dancin' through my head playin' all night long
Plays me like a fiddle, get me singin' along
Well, I can't turn off what she turns on
My
I'm gonna write a little letter
Gonna mail it to my local DJ
It's a rockin' rhythm record
I want my jockey to play
Roll over Beethoven, I gotta
a fiddle in the middle
Oh, it really is a riddle how he plays a tune so sweet
Plays a tune so sweet that I could die
Lead me to the floor and hear me yell
straighter
In the presence of Sis Draper
Sis Draper is the devil's daughter
Plays the fiddle Daddy bought her
Plays it like her mama taught her
if you're lonesome too
Wonder if you're lonesome too
How would you like be lonesome when someone is through with you
My heart is sad and lonesome
what"
"I guess you didn't know it
But I'm a fiddle player too
And if you'd care to take a dare, I'll make a bet with you
Now you play a pretty
Well, I'ma write this letter
Gonna mail it to my local DJ
It's the jamminest record
I want my jockey to play
Roll over Beethoven, I gotta hear
lead your ace
The future doesn't fret me
If I can only get me
Someone to slap that bass
Happiness is not a riddle
When I'm listening to that
Big
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
cheshire, like a diamond-eye jack
A leaf of all colors plays a golden-string fiddle
To a double-e waterfall over my back
Na na na, na na na
Na na na, na
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
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