I was walking through the snow When I saw a distant glow Of a farmhouse nestled down beneath the trees With a guitar on my back I thought it sure can't hurt to ask If I could stay the night And sing a pretty song for free I walked up to the house And then I knocked hard on the door That old dark piece of wood She fell right in there on the floor And as she did a fire burst out on all sides I wondered what the hell was going on inside Then the music that I heard It was bizarre, it was absurd Like no banjo fiddle ba** I'd ever seen I stepped into a room of flames Shook my head and looked again It was the kind of company to make you scream It was a devil's hootenanny An old-time fire band A drunken whiskey choir singing Round me you understand And then they said, "We've been searching near and far For a thing like you to sing and play guitar" Well I opened up my case And all the blood rushed to my face I sang a fragile note, picked a minor tune Well those devils yelled and clapped And all their a**es they did slap Before too long we were arm and arm beneath the moon Cuz that old house burnt on down There were cinders on the ground I snuggled up inside, closed my eyes I was sleeping sound And I dreamt of summer nights down by the sea With a devil's banjo playing on my knee