Rockabilly Banjo Songtext
von Brian Setzer
Rockabilly Banjo Songtext
When I was a young boy watching our TV
All the family came and gathered around
A young man with a banjo with a grin from ear to ear
Pickin′ out that high and lonesome sound
It wasn't any kind of sound that I had heard before
Yet it was doggone plain and clear to me
It was a rockabilly banjo
I wish I knew what he knows
Sittin′ on his front porch, pickin' on the strings
Any kind of music, he can make it sing
Rockabilly banjo
It was a rockabilly banjo
I got myself a five-string, t'was missin′ one or two
So I fixed it up the best that I could do
I played it night and day in every kind of way
I was pickin′ pretty good you could say
I packed it up, didn't get far
Played for tips in the mason jar
In the back of my head
That sound called out to me
It was a rockabilly banjo
I wish I knew what he knows
Sittin′ on his front porch, pickin' on the strings
Any kind of music, he can make it sing
Rockabilly banjo
He played a rockabilly banjo, yeah
High up on a ridge, I′ve been drinkin' too much fizz
Thinkin′ I was done, gonna call it quits
Just then music filled the air, he was standin' there
He said, "Come sit down, we're gonna play a bit"
Playin′ all the songs that I sang so long ago
He shook my hand and gave me stool
A stool
Rockabilly banjo
I wish I knew what he knows
Sittin′ on his front porch, pickin' on the strings
Any kind of music, he can make it sing
Rockabilly banjo
He played rockabilly banjo
Rockabilly banjo
It was a rockabilly banjo
All the family came and gathered around
A young man with a banjo with a grin from ear to ear
Pickin′ out that high and lonesome sound
It wasn't any kind of sound that I had heard before
Yet it was doggone plain and clear to me
It was a rockabilly banjo
I wish I knew what he knows
Sittin′ on his front porch, pickin' on the strings
Any kind of music, he can make it sing
Rockabilly banjo
It was a rockabilly banjo
I got myself a five-string, t'was missin′ one or two
So I fixed it up the best that I could do
I played it night and day in every kind of way
I was pickin′ pretty good you could say
I packed it up, didn't get far
Played for tips in the mason jar
In the back of my head
That sound called out to me
It was a rockabilly banjo
I wish I knew what he knows
Sittin′ on his front porch, pickin' on the strings
Any kind of music, he can make it sing
Rockabilly banjo
He played a rockabilly banjo, yeah
High up on a ridge, I′ve been drinkin' too much fizz
Thinkin′ I was done, gonna call it quits
Just then music filled the air, he was standin' there
He said, "Come sit down, we're gonna play a bit"
Playin′ all the songs that I sang so long ago
He shook my hand and gave me stool
A stool
Rockabilly banjo
I wish I knew what he knows
Sittin′ on his front porch, pickin' on the strings
Any kind of music, he can make it sing
Rockabilly banjo
He played rockabilly banjo
Rockabilly banjo
It was a rockabilly banjo
Writer(s): Brian Robert Setzer, Stephen Dibbs Preston Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com