Banjo Sam Grandpa Jones
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[Verse 1]
I'm a rovin' little banjo picker up from Alabam'
Where I used to hoe the cotton and the cane
Well, the old folks they will miss me when they shout for banjo Sam
Cuz I'm not a-gonna live with them again
Well, I left them in the night when the moon was shinin' bright
I struck out with a banjer in my hand
Well I left my only brother and my dear old aged mother
And I run away to join this little band
[Verse 2]
Well, I pick and sing both night and day, I'm workin' mighty hard
I'm makin' all the money that I can
When I return to my old home, I'll sho' go back in style
The old folks will be proud of Banjo Sam
Well, I'm a-savin' every cent, cept'n what I go and spend
I'm a-goin' back to see them all again
To see my only brother and my dear old aged mother
They'll say, "Welcome home, little Banjo Sam!"
[Verse 3]
Now the cabin which I lived in was sittin' on a hill
And the mockingbird is singin' on the tree
I'll build myself a mansion in that spot that I love well
Let Mother and my brother live with me
Well, when the day is o'er, we will gather 'round the door
Of that mansion, all the kinfolks in a jam
Well we'll keep the banjo ringin' and we'll listen to the singin'
They'll be proud of their little Banjo Sam
I'm a rovin' little banjo picker up from Alabam'
Where I used to hoe the cotton and the cane
Well, the old folks they will miss me when they shout for banjo Sam
Cuz I'm not a-gonna live with them again
Well, I left them in the night when the moon was shinin' bright
I struck out with a banjer in my hand
Well I left my only brother and my dear old aged mother
And I run away to join this little band
[Verse 2]
Well, I pick and sing both night and day, I'm workin' mighty hard
I'm makin' all the money that I can
When I return to my old home, I'll sho' go back in style
The old folks will be proud of Banjo Sam
Well, I'm a-savin' every cent, cept'n what I go and spend
I'm a-goin' back to see them all again
To see my only brother and my dear old aged mother
They'll say, "Welcome home, little Banjo Sam!"
[Verse 3]
Now the cabin which I lived in was sittin' on a hill
And the mockingbird is singin' on the tree
I'll build myself a mansion in that spot that I love well
Let Mother and my brother live with me
Well, when the day is o'er, we will gather 'round the door
Of that mansion, all the kinfolks in a jam
Well we'll keep the banjo ringin' and we'll listen to the singin'
They'll be proud of their little Banjo Sam
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