 In Tennessee, all my friends, they were glad to see me. I seen some down by the railroad tracks. Seen some stacking cables with the sacks on their back. They said, same man, we're glad to see you back. He says, I got a new dance they call the bacon fad. It goes diddly, diddly, diddly, diddly, diddly, diddly, diddly, diddly.