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
My Dixie darlin', listen to the song I sing
Beneath the silver moon, with my banjo right in tune
My heart is ever true, I love no one but you
My
like to hear that old time.... hallelujah glory.....
I like the old time worship of the Lord..
[ banjo trurnaound].....
Verse 2.....
Preachin' in them
I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee
I'm going to Louisiana
My true love for to see
It rained all night the day I left
The weather it was
time she runs away
Listen to the banjo wind
A sad song drifting low
Listen to the tears roll
Down my face as she turns to go
A cool evening dance
Hush a bye my baby slumber time is coming soon
Rest your head on mommie's breast while daddy hums a tune
Are the old folks were humming the banjos
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
Oh they say that country music's gone to town
Grandpa used to take his dear old fiddle on his knee
And Uncle Buck would git the banjo down
The only
Dixie land, Dixie land
I’ll go back to Dixie land
Where the old folks stay
Playing the banjo all the day
Dixie land, Dixie land
There we always have
playin the banjo clown
You could be on the road to Natchez brother with a lot of good songs goin down
Or on my old phonograph records doin a little C
Pail Fillin
My Pail in the Creek Fillin
Fillin my Pail in the Creek
Pluckin my Banjo on the Porch
On the Porch my Banjo Pluckin
My Banjo on the Porch
Nous on chante dans les p'tits bars de la Beauce
Et l'on joue des tounes pour rigoler
Le violon, la guitare et le banjo
Les instruments de la musique
that you cant go
They gone play the hate like a banjo they watch from the sidelines they fans tho
They prolly aint heard im the man hoe
I say im
Dans le bois l'écho des guitares des banjos
Des mandos le soir raconte l'histoire
D'une bataille sans gloire… la chanson commence
En nouvelle France
Home XO)
Gotta get a little strum on my banjo
Gotta sing a little song that we all know
Gotta get a little groove on the dance floo', get a little...
Sweaters, tractors, banjos
The perfect combination
Singin' in the country side
I'm takin' a vacation
Hangin' out with Chup and Lyle and you can sing
Acordei
Ao som do banjo do Guineto e do Arlindo
É mais um samba divinal que vem surgindo
Linda fonte de inspiração
(A voz do padre é a voz de Deus)
My name's Flula and I live in a banjo
My name's Flula and I live in a banjo
But a banjo can't go
And a banjo can't go
So I'm moving to a trombone
Omo toba funmi lori ma do pa
Shekere pelu banjo
Make Ghana girli wanna bend over
She got many things I fit handle
She say make I follow her go London
Don't ever trust no banjo player
He waits till it's dark and he'll have his way with ya
Don't matter if you're a woman, a man or a dog
I even knew
I could have went and bought a gun
But I bought a banjo cause it's way more fun (fa hun)
Why are all of you so full of hate
You should probably go
I come from Alabama
With a banjo on my knee
I’m going to Louisiana,
My true love for to see.
It rained all night the day I left
The weather it was
Poem: Banjo, of the Overflow by K. (Francis Kenna)
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