Lyrics:
Well I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee
And I'm bound for Louisiana, my own true love for to see
It did rain all night the day I left
the kitchen I know
Someone's in the kitchen with Dinah
Strumming on the old banjo
And singing
Fee fie fiddle eell o
Fee fie fiddle eell o
Fee fie fiddle eell o
Tra-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Tra-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Tra-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
You see how lovely that turned out? Now that's a darling part.
OK banjo
Well I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee
And I'm bound for Louisiana, my own true love for to see
It did rain all night the day I left
I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee
I'm goin' to Louisiana my own true love for to see
It rained all night the day I left The weather was
I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee
I'm goin' to Louisiana my own true love for to see
It rained all night the day I left, the weather was
to
Oh they say that country music's gone to town
Now Grandpa used to take his dear old fiddle on his knee
And Uncle Buck would git the banjo down
Only
eller banjo om du har
Kom bli med på landet
Ta deg ein trall for den jenta som du har om du har
Når me kjem fram te strilaland e dansen alt i gong
Då
impreuna in Ferrari ca Enzo
Cinci coarde ca banjo
Ziceam pula negro
Tin minte cand eram mai mic
Si cum m-am gandit ca tot ce reprezint nu inseamna nimic
Nu
Well I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee
And I'm bound for Louisiana, my own true love for to see
It did rain all night the day I left
Well I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee
And I'm bound for Louisiana, my own true love for to see
It did rain all night the day I left
to the plate with a bat
That's all I gotta say about that
All I need is a bass and the beat and my banjo
Bass and the beat and my banjo
Bass and the beat
Well I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee
And I'm bound for Louisiana, my own true love for to see
It did rain all night the day I left
a cor
O amor é um verde arcanjo
É um solo de banjo
Manhã de domingo
É canção do Arlindo
Ela é rap é pagode,
Ele é pop rock
Ela da favela,
Ele de
Hoje eu quero sambar a noite inteira
Deslisar nos acordes de qualquer maneira
Vou levar meu pandeiro e um partido tocar
Com banjo cavaco e violão pra
Oh! Susanna, oh don't you cry for me
Well, I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee
Well, I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee
And I'm
Kontrolle
Sie sind außer Kon-, außer Kon-
Außer Kontrolle
Caput außer Kontrolle, Savas außer Kontrolle
Banjo außer Kon-, außer Kon-, außer Kontrolle
Ihr
singing it is song time.
The banjo's strumming soft and low.
I know that you
Yearn for me too.
Swannee, you're calling me.
Swanee, how I love you,
on the river coming or going
Splashing the night die
Hear babaahb, banjos ringing, everybody singing
They dance 'til the break of day, hey
Dear old southland
a banjo
Because it's really in
I'll let you hear my banjo ring
When I learn to play the thing
Now, repeat the chorus, here we go
Comin' from the mountains,
are singin', it is song time
The banjos strummin' soft and low
I know that you
Yearn for me too
Swanee! You're calling me!
Swanee!
How I love
been a wonderin' how you've been
Everybody's feelin' fine so let the fun begin
Get the banjo off the wall and tune it up in A
Play some good ole country
the kitchen I know oh-oh-oh
Someone's in the kitchen with Dinah
Strumming on the old banjo
Fee fi fiddle e I o
Fee fi fiddle e I o-o-o-o
Fee fi fiddle e I
rollin' in my sweet baby's arms
Rollin' in my sweet baby's arms...
[ banjo ]
Now where was you last Friday night while I was lyin' in jail
Walkin'
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