Like a Fiddle

Were we played like a fiddle

On a back porch swing

By a man in a suit with a golden key

Played like a fiddle in the red hot heat

For the lords and the swords and the jesters three

We wait for the band in the dancehall

And the crowd is a crumbling

Wait for the hum and the drum of the people

Proud is a rumbling rumbling rumbling

Were we played like a fiddle

On a back porch swing

By a man in a suit with a golden key

Played like a fiddle in the red hot heat

For the lords and the swords and the jesters three

Shuffle the cards and ante up

Tip the man in the back with the dealer cup

Heads or tails will never tell

That shine'll hide the stories well

Were we played like a fiddle

On a back porch swing

By a man in a suit with a golden key

Played like a fiddle in the red hot heat

For the lords and the swords and the jesters three

We wait for the hum and the drum of the people

We wait for the hum and the drum of the people