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Got To Pay The Fiddler - Michael Martin Murphey
She crossed the Mississippi and she headed west
A hillbilly baby in a hot pink dress
couldn't stand the slap
daddy's razor strap no more

High heel shoes clicking down the street
Fishnet stockings and aching feet
She was bound and determined and
determined not to be bound

To the life of a wife in a sleepy
little sawmill town

If you wantna be wild you better beware

It's a dangerous world out there

You roll the dice and you take your chance
But you got to pay the fiddler
if you want to dance

Now one night in Vegas it was hot as hell

Who should she meet but the devil himself
Lounging in the back of a long black limousine

Well he peeled a hundred off of his money roll
He said honey what's the price
of a young girl's soul
He kept on peeling till she
slipped in by his side

He said come on honey
let's me and you take a ride

If you wantna be wild you better beware
It's a dangerous world out there

You roll the dice and you take your chance
But you got to pay the fiddler if you want to dance
got to pay the fiddler if you want to dance

Suite 6-6-6 in a big hotel
He said kick off your shoes
honey rest a spell
I'll be right back just
make yourself at home

To kill a little time she turned the TV on

She heard a choir and a gospel song
But when the preacher started shoutin'
she couldn't believe her eyes

It was her new sugar daddy
preachin' bout paradise

He said send in your money
folks everything's got a price

If you wantna be wild you better beware
It's a dangerous world out there

You roll the dice and you take your chance
But you got to pay the fiddler if you want to dance
You got to pay the fiddler
if you want to dance
You got to pay the fiddler
if you want to dance

You got to pay the fiddler
if you want to dance

if you want to dance