Daddy Played The Banjo

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Steve Martin - Pop

Daddy Played The Banjo

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Daddy played the banjo, 'neath the yellow tree It rang across the backyard, an old time melody I loved to hear the music, I was only five I listened as his fingers made the banjo come alive Sometimes I'd wake up at night, and hear a distant tune The banjo would echo, 'round my childhood room I'd sneak down the back stairs, Daddy never knew I'd grab a broom and make believe, I was pickin', too One day Daddy put my fingers down upon his fist He picked it with his other hand, we made the banjo ring; Now the music takes me back, cross the yellow day Soon the summer's with my Dad, and the tunes he made But I'm just tellin' lyes 'bout the things I did See I'm that banjo player who never had a kid Now, I sit, beneath that yellow tree Hopin' that a kid somewhere, is listening to me Daddy played the banjo, 'neath the yellow tree It rang across the backyard and wove a spell on me Now the banjo takes me back, through the foggy haze With memories of what never was, become the good old days

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