Steve Martin - Daddy Played The Banjo lyrics
[Steve Martin - Daddy Played The Banjo lyrics]
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
‘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