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
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
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