She said, "Catch me if you can You better plan, gentlemen" So the story goes Robin Hood stole the magic seeds from a Sherwood Dignitary Set 'em afloat
Think I'll drink myself into a coma And I'll take every way out I can find But morphine, codeine, whiskey, they won't alter The way I feel the way now
Red Aston Martin Vanquish V12 sick Red cranberry juice in my vodka [Chorus] Game so violent, give me a backwood, roll a violet Blow the smoke out and
And so once again My dear Johnny my dear friend And so once again you are fighting us all And when I ask you why You raise your sticks and cry, and I
Four strings across the bridge Ready to carry me over Over the quavers, drunk in the bars Out of the realm of the orchestra Out of the realm of the orchestra
Well before you know it he is born, He's looking up through painted bars And he hears a hairy stranger say "He'll learn to play the violin." His mother
If you're gonna play in Texas You gotta have a fiddle in the band That lead guitar is hot But not for a Louisiana man So rosen up that both faded love
Every time I hear a fiddle and it's cookin' just a little Well, it makes me want to jump up and run And if he's sawing with some soul boogie woogie rock
Every time I hear a fiddle and it's cookin' just a little Well it makes me want to jump up and run And if he's sawing with some soul boogie woogie rock
If this old fiddle could talk, if this old fiddle could sing Man if this old fiddle could only talk it could tell You some wondrous things, talk to me
i been playin root-five for most of the night and most of the times, well, i don't really mind but once in awhile i get the chance to shine and look
Fiddle Set E minor jig (traditional) The Moon Coin (traditional) Shawn's Lament for He is in Hell (Dan Stacey) Limerick Lassies (traditional)
Step into the spotlight Of this traveling show Went across the room Those big blue eyes look in my soul I was singing fatal love How was I to know That
Lately I I've been heading for a breakdown Every time I leave my house Well, it feels just like a shake down Between street sweepers and the pushers
Violin-lin-lin, violin-lin-lin, violin-lin-lin Violin-lin-lin, violin-lin-lin, violin-lin-lin Hippo, hippo, hippo, hippo, hippo, hippo, hippo Mop, mop
Love was like a violin, playing soft and low In your heart you held the strings, in my heart the bow Together we made soft sweet music, together we believed
CHORUS: My baby plays me just like a fiddle She knows I love her a lot not a little I'm just a stick that she likes to whittle I got a heart and she's
