Across the street from Mable's store Underneath my daddy's carport If you knew at least three chords You could come and play all night long Flattop, mandolin or anything with strings Every single Saturday you could hear us sing [Chorus:] High and low, rough and sweet And if you couldn't play you brought something to eat Folks would come from miles around It gets in your blood and you can't get it out
When it steals your heart there ain't nothing you can do There wasn't no money You just sing 'cause you loved to Daddy would sing 'Ring of Fire' Someone would play the 'Wildwood Flower' Fiddles moaning in the wee small hours And you couldn't make the people go home I'd sit in Momma's lap and she'd rock me to sleep To 'Amazing Grace' in three part harmony [Chorus:]