Tennessee moonlight pickin’ in the porch light everybody's doing their thing

She rosins up the bow while her uncle Joe's cranking out homemade ice cream

Kids are out back catching frogs in a sack I'm hearing a lonesome sound

The band's tuning up baby's gonna fiddle around

She kicks off her shoes to the milk cow blues dancing in a song on them strings

The jingle and the jangle of the gold on her ankle is the answer to a country boy's dream

Then she plays a little thing about Georgia that place where the devil went down

You better get back boys baby gonna fiddle around

Yeah you know she's the life of the party

Without her no party goes down

When the word gets out the cars line up from town

Hot diddle diddle baby gonna fiddle around

Homemade muscadine everybody's feeling fine and the boys think they got a chance

And she tears them all apart but I know I got her heart and she tells me with every glance

I can see it in her eye at the end of the night when all the lights go out

We gonna hang up the bow me and baby gonna to fiddle around

Yeah you know she's the life of the party

Without her no party goes down

When the word gets out you know it's going to gather a crowd

With her and me in the middle baby gonna fiddle around

Yeah you know she's the life of the party

Without her no party goes down

When the word gets out the cars line up from town

And when we're done we're just getting started

And I know that I'm heaven bound

Hot diddle diddle baby gonna fiddle around

Yeah her and me in the middle baby gonna fiddle around

Yeah buddy

Come on with it