With a Vamp in the Middle

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