Fiddle in the Band

I woke up hurting in my shirt and jeans from the night before

My phone and my ears were ringing

'Cause we were downtown bouncing 'round from door to door

There ain't a song I wasn't singing

From the DJs on the 2s and 4s

To the honky-tonk on the hardwood floors

I was out throwing down in the middle of the crowd

When a boy in the band broke a bow out

I'm just like you

I was raised on the radio

From Memphis blues to a Hollywood rock 'n' roll

Took a trip to Music City

Brought a little bit of everything with me

I'm a little bit of bass 808s a little bit of clap your hands

I'm a little bit of six strings on a backbeat

With a fiddle in the band

I'm like a burnt CD from '03 in a Mustang

You never knew what was coming

So I can't help but to be R&B with a touch of twang

Air guitars and dashboard drumming

Hey

I'm just like you

I was raised on the radio

From Memphis blues to a Hollywood rock 'n' roll

Took a trip to Music City

Brought a little bit of everything with me

I'm a little bit of bass 808s a little bit of clap your hands

I'm a little bit of six strings on a backbeat

With a fiddle in the band

From the DJ on the 2s and 4s

To the honky-tonk on the hardwood floors

From the first song to the encore

I'm just like you

I was raised on the radio

From Memphis blues to a Hollywood rock 'n' roll

Took a trip to Music City

Brought a little bit of everything with me

I'm a little bit of bass 808s a little bit of clap your hands

I'm a little bit of six strings on a backbeat

With a fiddle in the band

With a fiddle in the band

C'mon

Here we go