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letra de banjo sam - grandpa jones

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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 little sam
and i am not a-(gonna) live with them again

well, i left them in the night when the moon was
shinin’ bright
struck out with a banjer in my hand
oh i left my only brother and my dear old aged mother
and i run away to join this little band

well, i pick and sing both night and day, i’m workin’
mighty hard
makin’ all the money that i can
when i go back home, i sho (shall?) 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
oh to see my only brother and my dear old aged mother
they’ll say, “welcome home, little banjo sam!”

now the cabin which i lived in was sittin’ on a hill
and the mockingbird a-singin’ on the tree
there i’ll build myself a mansion in that spot that i
love well
let mother and my brother live with me

well, when the work is o’er, we will gather ’round the
door
of that mansion, all the kinfolks in a jam
oh, we’ll keep the banjo ringin’ and we’ll listen to
the singin’
they’ll say, “welcome home, little banjo sam!”

- grandpa jones

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