Steve Martin
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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’d wake up at night, and hear a distant tune,
The banjo would echo, ‘round my childhood room,
I’d sneak down the back stairs, Daddy never knew.
I’d grab a broom and make believe, I was pickin’, too.

One day Daddy put my fingers down upon his fist,
He picked it with his other hand, we made the banjo ring;
Now the music takes me back, cross the yellow day,
Soon the summer’s with my Dad, and the tunes he made.

But I’m just tellin’ lyes ‘bout the things I did,
See I’m that banjo player who never had a kid,
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,
With memories of what never was, become the good old days.


Mirror lyrics:

With memories of what never was, become the good old days.
Now the banjo takes me back, through the foggy haze,
It rang across the backyard and wove a spell on me,
Daddy played the banjo, ‘neath the yellow tree,

Hopin’ that a kid somewhere, is listening to me.
Now, I sit, beneath that yellow tree,
See I’m that banjo player who never had a kid,
But I’m just tellin’ lyes ‘bout the things I did,

Soon the summer’s with my Dad, and the tunes he made.
Now the music takes me back, cross the yellow day,
He picked it with his other hand, we made the banjo ring;
One day Daddy put my fingers down upon his fist,

I’d grab a broom and make believe, I was pickin’, too.
I’d sneak down the back stairs, Daddy never knew.
The banjo would echo, ‘round my childhood room,
Sometimes I’d wake up at night, and hear a distant tune,

I listened as his fingers made the banjo come alive.
I loved to hear the music, I was only five,
It rang across the backyard, an old time melody,
Daddy played the banjo, ‘neath the yellow tree,


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