Fiddler’s Inn Whitey Morgan and the 78's

[Verse 1]
There's a picker in 149
He's drinkin' and wastin' his time
He came here to write
But it just ain't his night
Once again
Tonight at the Fiddler's Inn

[Verse 2]
There's a needle in 235
It's keeping a young girl alive
She'll open the door
For two or three or four
Different men
All night at the Fiddler's Inn

[Chorus]
There's heroes and demons
Excuses and reasons
Hard times and white lines
Redemption and sin
Nobody knows
How their stories might end
Tonight at the Fiddler's Inn

[Verse 3]
There's liars and cheaters and whores
Drunkards and men of the Lord
They all want a change
And just find a place
To fit in
So tonight, it's the Fiddler's Inn