a fiddly man
put the bow in his hand
And started playing ball no more
And then the ball -headed man
who was leading the band
Come a -dancin' out across the floor
Then an acquaintance of mine
Put out a gallon of wine
And started passin' it around the room
And then the next thing I knew
It was a quarter to two
And I was outside howlin'
at the moon
Cause it's Saturday night
And it's the bell on the wall
And there's a people eatin' boudin,
dancin' up and down the hall
So let the party roll on,
and let the good times roll
Ain't nothin' half as crazy
as a Louisiana Play -Doh doll
I've been to Alabama Hay Rides,
Mississippi Fish Fries,
I've soireed in Atlanta too.
Not to even mention a
Hellraisers convention
and a big ol' Texas barbecue.
And I blowed out my mind on
Carolina moonshine
and I partied in a whole bunch of towns.
But there's people on the bayou
eatin' jambalaya
You sure can't keep your dog around
Cause it's a Saturday night
And it's a bell of a bough
And there's some people eatin' booze
And dancin' up and down the hall
So let the party roll on
And let the good times roll
Whoa -ho -ho,
there ain't nothin' half as crazy
as a loosey and a fade to a
And it's a bell on the wall
And there's people eating food
And dancing up and down the hall
So let the party roll on
And let the good times roll
There ain't nothing half as crazy
As a Lucy and a Fiddle Doe
Ho, ho, ho
They ain't nothing half as crazy
As a Lucy and a Fiddle Doe
A Fiddle Doe
A Fiddle Doe
Oh