Flossie's

Every Sunday, we all know a little place

Right around the corner from the trouble these days

We're gonna wind it up

Shine a light where the sky gets dark

See the little old lady with the big ol' heart

Come on down to Flossie's

We do this all year long

Dance to the fiddle, let it move your feet

'Cause another one has come and gone

Everybody, we all want a little taste

Bullets and bang never go to waste

We might get busted down

We might be short on bread

But you never go hungry when your soul gets fed

Come on down to Flossie's

We do this all year long

Dance to the fiddle, let it move your feet

'Cause another one has come and gone

Come on down to Flossie's

We do this all year long

Dance to the fiddle, let it move your feet

'Cause another one has come and gone

Come on down to Flossie's

We do this all year long

Dance to the fiddle, let it move your feet

'Cause another one has come and gone

Come on down to Flossie's

We do this all year long

Dance to the fiddle, let it move your feet

'Cause another one has come and gone

‘Cause another one has come and gone