Lyrics:
the devil gets your soul.
The devil opened up his case and he said, "I'll start this show."
And fire flew from his fingertips as he rosined up his bow.
Summer friday night
Bow is rosined right
Guitars are tuned
And the blood is pumpin'
Another small town crowd
Ready to make it loud
We're all warmed
the Shannon's shore
Like the curlew's lonesome song
No fiddler takes the rosined bow
And leans into the tune
No hand to soft caress the strings
As music fills
soul!
The Devil opened up his case and he said, "I'll start this show"
And fire blew from his fingertips as he rosined up his bow
And he pulled the bow
rosined up his bow
Then he pulled the bow across the strings
And it made an evil hiss
And a band of demons joined in
And it sounded something like
rosined up his bow
Then he pulled the bow across the strings
And it made an evil hiss
And a band of demons joined in
And it sounded something like
rosined up his bow
Then he pulled the bow across the strings
And it made an evil hiss
And a band of demons joined in
And it sounded something like
rosined up his bow
Then he pulled the bow across the strings
And it made an evil hiss
And a band of demons joined in
And it sounded something like
I parked my old pickup behind the holdin' fence and rosined up my riggin
Cause my old daddy said if I ride hard and take care of my gear I'd make it
rosined up his bow
Then he pulled the bow across the strings
And it made an evil hiss
And a band of demons joined in
And it sounded something like
Carrol O'Flynn you've tuned your violin
In every town in Ulster from Rostrevor up to Rathlin
You rosined up the bow and you let the music flow
You
ending
So I turned my eyes away
cnd I did the only thing
My broken heart told me to do
I rosined up my bow
cnd played the second fiddle blues
the devil gets your soul
The devil opened up his case and he said, "I'll start this show"
And fire flew from his fingertips as he rosined up his bow
here on earth as I will ever be
Freddy brought his fiddle, Brenda brought her bow
Man they've got 'em rosined up we're gonna do si do
Billy's
rosined up his bow
Then he pulled the bow across the strings
And it made an evil hiss
And a band of demons joined in
And it sounded something like
rosined up his bow
Then he pulled the bow across the strings
And it made an evil hiss
And a band of demons joined in
And it sounded something like
rosined up his bow
Then he pulled the bow across the strings
And it made an evil hiss
And a band of demons joined in
And it sounded something like
she pulled out a fiddle and she rosined up the bow
And she began to play
Ah she jumped right in with the jigs and the reels
And the shores of Botany Bay
rosined up the bow
And he played an old song called "Cotten Eyed Joe"
And they danced all night on a hard wood floor to the redneck fiddlin' man
opened up his case, and said, "I'll start this show"
And fire flew from his finger tips as he rosined up his bow
When he pulled that bow across
opened up his case and he said,
"I'll start this show."
And fire flew from his fingertips
As he rosined up his bow
And he pulled the bow across the strings
sat down and he rosined up his bow
Played a tune on his fiddle soft and low
He played the tune of the blue house the blue house the blue house
rosined up his bow
Then he pulled the bow across the strings
And it made an evil hiss
And a band of demons joined in
And it sounded something like
rosined up his bow
Then he pulled the bow across the strings
And it made an evil hiss
And a band of demons joined in
And it sounded something like
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