Fetch Down The Fiddle, Rosin Up The Bow, Don't Play Me Nothing On The Radio.

Don't Make Me Remember The Alamo, I'm Feeling Like A Little Bit Of Cotton Eyed Joe.

No Raging Cajun Crawfish Stew, Fat Batter Coming In A Lumalamalu.

Boy Howdy And Howdy Damn Do, Something Like Fine Setting Eyes On You.

Let Me Come Down, I Won't Never Go Back Up Again, Oh, Hold Me Down.

Let Me Come Home, I Won't Never Go Away No More, Oh Let Me Come Down.



In A Younger Day Back In Tennessee, The Muddy Mississippi Used To Call To Me,

Float On A River And Set Yourself Free.

Run From The Farm And The Family Tree, Run From The Runaway Boy.



So I've Been All The Places That I Ever Want To Be, I've Seen All The People That I Ever Want To See.

I'm Sick And Tired Of Being Lonely And Free, I'm Ready Today For What's Waiting On Me.

I'm Gonna Give Up Believing I Was Born To Run, Stop Acting Like A Man That Gets Shot From A Gun.

I'm Putting Down Roots, I Want To Soak Up Sun And Stay Right Here Until My Days Are Done.

Let Me Back Down, I Will Never Go Up Again. Hold Me Down, Tie Me On Down.

Let Me Go Home, I Will Never Go Away No More, Oh Let Me Come Home, Oh Let Me Go Down.



[Indecipherable Grunting]