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  • 作曲 : Martin, Scruggs
    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 wake up at night and hear a distant tune
    The banjo would echo 'round my childhood moon
    I'd sneak down the backstairs, daddy never knew
    And grab a broom and make believe
    I was pickin' tunes
    One day daddy put my fingers down upon the strings
    He picked it with his other hand, we made the banjo ring
    Now the music takes me back across the yellow days
    To the summers with my dad and the tunes he played
    Well, I'm just tellin' lies about the things
    I didSee,
    I'm that banjo player who never had a cue
    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
    Where memories of what never was become the good old days
    Daddy played the banjo
  • 作曲 : Martin, Scruggs
    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 wake up at night and hear a distant tune
    The banjo would echo 'round my childhood moon
    I'd sneak down the backstairs, daddy never knew
    And grab a broom and make believe
    I was pickin' tunes
    One day daddy put my fingers down upon the strings
    He picked it with his other hand, we made the banjo ring
    Now the music takes me back across the yellow days
    To the summers with my dad and the tunes he played
    Well, I'm just tellin' lies about the things
    I didSee,
    I'm that banjo player who never had a cue
    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
    Where memories of what never was become the good old days
    Daddy played the banjo