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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
Writer(s): Brian Robert Setzer, Stephen Dibbs Preston Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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