I'm a classic for romance that ends in distress

Strip me of my wings now, boy, and strip me of my dress

You can't stop a river's banks from breaking in the flood

It's like a storm's a storm and you are you, and she's the one you love

A good man will follow my feet one day, oh this I know

That you play me like a fiddle and the song's mis-words you spoke

So then you play me like a fiddle and I'll play every note

I'm a classic for a romance that ends in despair

Just like paint cut off the walls, won't you strip me of my hand?

Tie me again, the wind hits my neck

I'll never wear a coat so dear in the cold

I am content

A good man will follow my feet one day, oh this I know

That you play me like a fiddle and the song's mis-words you spoke

So then you play me like a fiddle and I'll play every note

I'm a classic for a romance that doesn't end with me

I found myself a good man but you're the one still I feign

A good man will follow my feet one day, oh this I know

But you play me like a fiddle and the song's mis-words you spoke

So then you play me like a fiddle and I'll play every note

You play me like a fiddle and I'll play every note