Well,
let me tell you about a song that's just
right to put you all in a good mood.
And if I can just hit it on the fiddle,
it goes like this.
Bring it on down to my house, honey.
There ain't nobody home but me.
Bring it on down to my house, honey.
I need your company.
Aunt Claudia went down to buy a new slip.
Uncle John went fishing on a three-day trip.
Bring it on down to my house, honey.
Ain't nobody home but me.
Billy Liefritz.
Bring it on down to my house, honey.
Ain't nobody home but me.
Bring it on down to my house, honey.
I need your company.
Well,
your mama won't fret if you bring it over here.
Preacher won't know,
and the neighbors don't care.
So bring it on down to my house, honey.
Ain't nobody home but me.
Roy.
Uh-huh.
Yes.
Well,
I'll come around if you can play the fiddle.
Ain't nobody home but me.
And Mr. Hamlet.
Bring it on down to my house, honey.
Ain't nobody home but me.
Bring it on down to my house, honey.
I need your company.
I'll come around if you can play the fiddle.
Well,
bring it on down,
because I can play the fiddle.
Bring it on down to my house, honey.
Ain't nobody home but me.