[Verse 1] He walks in with that rosin dust Case on the floor, boots full of trust Tucks that bow under his chin And the whole room leans in [Pre-Chorus] One long note and the room goes still Then he grins like he knows the drill Starts to dance on a thin blue flame And every heart learns his name [Chorus] That fiddle in boots Makes the whole place move That fiddle in boots Cuts right through you (Play it again) (Play it again) That fiddle in boots Makes the whole place move [Verse 2] Front porch sweat on a Friday night Fingers flying in the pale porch light He can cry in the key of G Then set your feet wild and free [Pre-Chorus] He pulls a smile from a weathered string Makes the old walls ring and ring When the band kicks hard on the two and four You want to hear it once more [Chorus] That fiddle in boots Makes the whole place move That fiddle in boots Cuts right through you (Play it again) (Play it again) That fiddle in boots Makes the whole place move [Bridge] [Half-Time] When the song falls low and the beer stays cold He finds that spark in the oak and rosin gold Then he climbs back up with a fire so true And the whole damn band comes chasing through [Final Chorus] That fiddle in boots Makes the whole place move That fiddle in boots Cuts right through you (Play it again) (Play it again) That fiddle in boots Makes the whole place move (Play it again) (Play it again) That fiddle in boots Makes the whole place move
