Lyrics:
Waylon Back
....same ol' tune, fiddle and guitar
Waylon back, Waylon back
cll these bitches screaming they want Waylon Back
Same ol' tune, fiddle
HOW YOU LOVE
GUIDE YOU MORE
THREW THE LIFE WITH cLL THE LOVE
HcVE YOUR HEcRT WITH
FIDDLE LOVE
MORE MUSIC MORE MUSIC
NOW I SING cND I LOVE WHEN U
Sitting
Candle light
A weh we basking in
Sipping on
beverages
Eye glances
Sending messages
Huh
Like dat huh?
Hmmmmm
Fiddle it suh
Dats right
The face done
any rock n roll
Keep it country make it slow
With some fiddle's and a steel
Playing out the way I feel
I want to hear a country song
I'm drinking
I will kill you
You play me like a fiddle, motherfucker get your medicine
And if I did you like you did for breaking every promise
That you lied
his hand, alright
He says I don't know bout you my friend but take me out, let me in and
Put me in the middle if the middle's where the fiddle is
Take
creation, about as valuable as food and water
Playing second fiddle only to oxygen, but we're working on that
Because we don't want to be second fiddle
many have so little
My problems two fingers a fiddle
My problems two fingers a fiddle
My problems two fingers a fiddle
My problems two fingers a fiddle
the home I'll always know.
There's a silence 'round Lough Lannagh, like a fiddle without a bow.
Refrain.
Like a fiddle without a bow, like a fiddle without
fiddle that in the coupe, man's lost (yo)
Grab the wheel, man's lost
Got the gyal 'dem shake hips in the dance
Je m'apelle, man's Benzz
Got gyal like
I'll play second fiddle to your new love while it lasts
Just like all the others I played for in the past
Why can't I be a leader and play
She played the fiddle in an Irish band
But she fell in love with an English man
Kissed her on the cheek and then I took her by the hand
Said,
on his thumb
And a fiddle in his hand
He tunes up the fiddle and he rosins up the bow
And he plays an old tune called 'Cotton Eyed Joe'
And they dance all
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
your hair around
And play that fiddle so grand
We may be wimpy folkies but we move like a rock-and-roll band
We are the last of the macho men
be a star
I'm tired of playin' second fiddle to an old guitar
You gaze at that guitar on your knee
In a way that you never look at me
This love
be a star
I'm tired of playin' second fiddle to an old guitar
You gaze at that guitar on your knee
In a way that you never look at me
This love
came across this young man sawin' on a fiddle and playin' it hot.
And the Devil jumped upon a hickory stump and said "Boy, let me tell you what."
"I
When he came upon this young man
Sawin' on a fiddle and playin' it hot
And the devil jumped
Up on a hickory stump
And said, "boy, let me tell you
When he came upon this young man
Sawin' on a fiddle and playin' it hot
And the devil jumped
Up on a hickory stump
And said, "boy, let me tell you
When he came upon this young man
Sawin' on a fiddle and playin' it hot
And the devil jumped
Up on a hickory stump
And said, "boy, let me tell you
When he came upon this young man
Sawin' on a fiddle and playin' it hot
And the devil jumped
Up on a hickory stump
And said, "boy, let me tell you
When he came upon this young man
Sawin' on a fiddle and playin' it hot
And the devil jumped
Up on a hickory stump
And said, "boy, let me tell you
When he came upon this young man
Sawin' on a fiddle and playin' it hot
And the devil jumped
Up on a hickory stump
And said, "boy, let me tell you
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