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 Out, Baby, When The Stage Is Mine
The Good Lord Knows I Do The Best I Can
On The Big, Bitch, Butch, Bull Fiddle Baby Here I Am

I Got The Black Horsehair On My Big Bass Bow
A Little Meaner Than The Sorrel That Was On It Before
Sawin Back And Forth To Meet The Big Bass Drum
And Pretty Soon You Can Hear The Rhythm Section Hum

I Gotta Buy An Extra Seat When I Ride The Airplane
Or The Womens And The Childrens And The Pilot Complain
Cuz It Sure Don't Fit In The Overhead Bin
And Leavin Her Behind Is Bassically A Sin

Yes, Leavin Her Behind Might Save A Little Space
And I Ain't No Slouch On The Electrical Bass
But Somethin Kinda Happens When The F-holes Sing
With The Snappin And The Poppin Of The Flat Wound Strings