The Scene is a Bargain, a Second-Rate Die The address is Third Street and Vine And I make the music to bring out the flavor Of cigarettes, laughter, and wine My sweetheart, she's dancing with some total stranger I'm singing this song from my heart While I make the music for honky-tonk people I'm watching my world fall apart I get a little, listen my fiddle She's playing the music she loves so to hear Forgotten, I know, is the man with the bow While I play the fiddle, I'm watching my world disappear My love for that woman is almost as strong As her love for the music I play But she could not live in the gardens and flowers So here where she's happy looks fine The Scene is a Bargain, a Second-Rate Die On stage is a honky-tonk sound I'm the one in the middle playing honky-tonk fiddle And watching my world tumble down I get a little, listen my fiddle She's playing the music she loves so to hear Forgotten, I know, is the man with the bow While I play the fiddle, I'm watching my world disappear I get a little, listen my fiddle She's playing the music she loves so to hear Forgotten, I know, is the man with the bow While I play the fiddle, I'm watching my world...