Fiddle and Gittar Band [song lyrics]

Song lyrics to Fiddle and Gittar Band. Written by Jay Livingston and Ray Evans. Sung by Dean Martin, Jerry Lewis in My Friend Irma Goes West

Dean Martin:Sul mare luccica
L’astro d’argento
Placida e’ l’onda
Prospero e’ il vento
This is a pretty song, but I don’t like it
Don’t want a city song, wanta sing western
That is the best’ern music in all the World

Oh, we’re gonna have a lowdown hoedown tonight
Step up stranger, try your hand
Have a high deal hoedown tonight
To the diddle of a fiddle in a gittar band

Gonna get a little gal and a-sashay tonight
Play new music, that’s our brand
Who cares if their a-playin’ it right
Long as you can hear the fiddle and the gittar band

You can bet a silver dollar I’m a-goin’ tonight
Finest wing-a-ding in the land
See me a-heelin’ and a toe-in tonight
To the diddle of a fiddle and a gittar band

Swing your partner down the middle
Be sure you’re with a diddle
And the twiddle of the fiddle and a gittar band

Jerry Lewis [Spoken]: Get ready for the square dance!

Dean Martin [Spoken]: Make way for a lop-eared, ring-tailed, smoke-eaten’,dad-blasted, iron-livered squab!

Jerry Lewis: Oh, I’m gonna ride a mean coyote tonight
Spokes and cactus, that’s my brand
Watch my pistol blazin’ tonight
In the middle of the fiddle and gittar band

Nin-nin-nin-nin-nin-nin-nin-nin-nin-nin
Nin-nin-nin-nin-nin-nin

Oh, I’m gonna shoot a few dumb sheriffs tonight
Chase that posse off my land,
Don’t you rile me, stranger tonight
Or I’ll riddle out the fiddle and the gittar band

Dean Martin [Spoken]: Now, get Seymour, I gotta call a square dance

Jerry Lewis [Spoken]: Get yourself. I’m callin’ the square dance, Partner.
Now get, go on, get!

Form your squares and circle ’round
Gonna have the best square dance in town
Pass the biscuits, pass the grits
Pass the pills a’fore it hits
Ladies pretty on the eight-fourteen
There’s old Pete, say how you been? Ha-ha
Allamade left and watch her twist
Grand right left right after this
Got a dog named Ginger, how she yap
Does she bite? No, Ginger snaps! Ha-ha-ha
Promenade, away we go
Finish up with a dosey-doe.

Dean Martin:You can bet a silver dollar I’m a-goin’ tonight
Finest wing-ding in the land
See me heelin’ and a toe-in tonight
To the diddle of a fiddle and a guitar band

Swing your partner down the middle
Drop your Shirley with a diddle
And the twiddle of the fiddle and a guitar band