fiddle in the band

Kane Brown

I woke up hurtin in my shirt
and jeans from the night before
My phone and my ears were ringin
Cause we were downtown bouncin round
from door to door
There ain t a song I wasn t singin

From the DJs on the 2s and 4s
To the honky-tonk on the hardwood floors
I was out throwin down in the middle of the crowd
When a boy in the band broke a bow out

I m just like you
I was raised on the radio
From Memphis blues to a Hollywood rock n roll
Took a trip to Music City
Brought a little bit of everythin with me
I m a little bit of bass, 808s
a little bit of clap your hands
I m a little bit of six strings on a backbeat
With a fiddle in the band

I m like a burnt CD from 03 in a Mustang
You never knew what was comin
So, I can t help to be R&B with a touch of twang
Air guitars and dashboard drummin
(Hey)

I m just like you
I was raised on the radio
From Memphis blues to a Hollywood rock n roll
Took a trip to Music City
Brought a little bit of everythin with me
I m a little bit of bass, 808s
a little bit of clap your hands
I m a little bit of six strings on a backbeat
With a fiddle in the band

Y all hearin this
From the DJ on the 2s and 4s
To the honky-tonk on the hardwood floors
From the first song to the encore

I m just like you (I m just like you)
I was raised on the radio
From Memphis blues to a Hollywood rock n roll
Took a trip to Music City
Brought a little bit of everythin with me (Aw)
I m a little bit of bass, 808s
a little bit of clap your hands
I m a little bit of six strings on a backbeat
With a fiddle in the band
With a fiddle in the band, ah-ah

C mon
Here we go