Make my bed With a crease in the middle Make my home In the Hollywood of shills And I make my living With a hillbilly fiddle Playing littel runs With the funny little fills Well got me a gal From playing on my fiddle And the farder that I fiddle The harder that she comes along But we gotta get happy When we wiggle in the middle That's when I know That I want to come home Play, fiddle, play All day long I hear you screaming at mt Way far away in the yard Well, I wrote this song With a vamp in the middle And I knew when I wrote it That I'd written it for the fiddle Play, fiddle, play All day long I hear you screaming at me Way far away in the yard
First Played: June 8, 2001 Ponderosa Lodge Annex - Victor, WV
Last Played: September 19, 2001 Mississippi Nights - St. Louis, MO
# Times Played: 2
% Played: 0.15 %
Shows Since 1st Played: 1352
Shows Since Last Played: 1322
1st set: 0
2nd set: 2
3nd set: 0
Encore: 0