Lyrics:
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
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
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Banjo, Deluxe yo
here we go, here we go ah
Ich schlage Zeilen, Punchlines
Fick' Beats, Platz eins
Ich kill' Shows,
me like a banjo
Let me return the favor, do it hands free
Gon' and do lil mama like you want to
(Oh mama)
Ooh, I can't resist the way you want me
(Oh
jouais, docteur Banjo
Il avait quelques élèves
Un renard, un hérisson
Une limace et un lièvre
Oui, mais un seul petit garçon
Oh, oh, comme c'était
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
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
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
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
Who's that comin'
Who's that strummin'
That's the man with the banjo
For a penny he'll play any song
That's happy and gay
Folks all smile
There'll be guitars and fiddles, Earl Scruggs and his banjo too
Bill Monroe singing out them ole 'Kentucky blues'
Ernest Tubb's number, 'Two wrongs won't
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
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
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
J'ai dans la tête un vieux banjo
De mil neuf cent vingt-cinq
Un vieux banjo qui s' grattait l' dos
En regardant Chaplin
Dans un cinoche
Où y'avait d'
And everybody's waiting for the Christmas jubilee.
I'm going home, back to the mountain
Where I can hear the mountain banjo ring
I'm going home, back
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
en français
Côté banjo there's always St. Francisco Bay
Côté violon toujours Paris au mois de mai
Côté raison, je me sens quelquefois d'ailleurs
boy
Was my daddy's Martin guitar and a five string banjo
Skipping stones on Cripple Creek and climbing up Foggy Mountain
And finding my way home
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
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