I woke up on a cement floor this mornin,. My head felt like somebody been walkin on it,. Don't know how I got here,. Don't remember nothin at all,. But if I done all the things that they say I did
Me and my buddy got us a wild hair. And figured we wanted to go somewhere. So we loaded up in my ragtop Chevrolet. We had a little bit of money and a whole lot of show. And with Hank Junior blarin
BRIDGE. Well 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 fiddle. . Tell me about whe