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Well, get your mama, get your papa, get your sister, get your brother,
Auntie Lucy gonna show Uncle John
How to do the boogie woogie while kissin' cousin's chasin' chickens
Out on the old back lawn
Y'all come with one another just to do a little pickin'
If the old bus don't break down
Campfire's burnin', in the night my heart is yearnin'
For the sight of the old campground
*And that high lonesome sound
When the evenin' sun goes down
I'll be crawlin' on the ground
When I hear a fiddle play that that high lonesome sound
Well, bring along your lawn chair for sittin' in the fresh air
And a cooler for the beer to watch the show
There's toe-tappin', syncopated music playin', lawd,
And the girls are lookin' pretty, don't you know
Look at old grandpappy, he's feelin' kind of snappy,
It seem like he just don't care
He's over ninety three, he's as spry as you or me,
Just a-dancin' to the music in the air
*refrain
Listen to the guitar ring
And the banjo's right in tune
Yeah, the bull fiddle's slappin' leather
I'm a-howlin' at the moon
Hey, mister fiddle man, play us all a little
Da-da-da-da
That's the way Monroe says Uncle Pen taught him to play
Ridin' on the back of a mule
*refrain
Well, get your mama, get your papa, get your sister, get your brother,
Auntie Lucy gonna show Uncle John
How to do the boogie woogie while kissin' cousin's chasin' chickens
Out on the old back lawn
Y'all come with one another just to do a little pickin'
If the old bus don't break down
Campfire's burnin', in the night my heart is yearnin'
For the sight of the old campground
*And that high lonesome sound
When the evenin' sun goes down
I'll be crawlin' on the ground
When I hear a fiddle play that that high lonesome sound
Well, bring along your lawn chair for sittin' in the fresh air
And a cooler for the beer to watch the show
There's toe-tappin', syncopated music playin', lawd,
And the girls are lookin' pretty, don't you know
Look at old grandpappy, he's feelin' kind of snappy,
It seem like he just don't care
He's over ninety three, he's as spry as you or me,
Just a-dancin' to the music in the air
* refrain
Listen to the guitar ring
And the banjo's right in tune
Yeah, the bull fiddle's slappin' leather
I'm a-howlin' at the moon
Hey, mister fiddle man, play us all a little
Da-da-da-da
That's the way Monroe says Uncle Pen taught him to play
Ridin' on the back of a mule
*refrain
