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An Ode To My Banjo and My Little Country Home
There’s a load of dust and sweat pulling my ole tired mussels down These two old warn out feet get a little draggy, the way I get around I’m just a bunch of tired bones tripping over burdens and stress Yet, there are times when I find that cottonwood tree and get my evening’s rest From the cool restful shadows that hide the setting sun I can hear the sad ole Whip-poor-will as he starts his evening run I get a little sleepy and my hat droops over my eyes I hardly even notice, the troubles of a pesky fly My old hound dog lies asleep, his eyes casting a downward pose And there’s smells trotting from the kitchen stove, to tease his twitching nose Then there’s a coffee pot percolating, I can hear its happy song And the wife calls the family in, for supper in our country home But, as night time wins its daily fight, causing the sun to flee Shadows dancing with the moon, to the tune of a cottonwood melody I find my mind has recovered as I hear the cricket’s call It’s then, I see that proud little banjo propped stately against the wall The folks gather around me, in the glow of the lamp’s little light I strike a note in the cord, of G, and it seems to sound all right Little sister’s voice is soft and pure as I pluck the banjo strings And the music from our country choir, makes the windows ring Mom and Dad and all the others, kids everywhere from small to big Even old Gray Hair Granny’s toes are tapping out the banjo jig Old Luke limps from under the house and settles in his favorite spot and that banjo rings all over the house and down the wide dog-trot All to gather, we lift our voices in tune with my little banjo Its the best country pleasure this little home will ever know That banjo’s lively notes, lifts our voices in a roaring tone A banjo music serenade “An ode to our country home.”
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