Polka on a Banjo
Flatt and Scruggs
There's a sweet young Miss, I love to kiss, but listen close and hear me.
She's not my only love, I have another love,
And she'll just have to share me.
But she's five foot tall, high heel and all, she already knows.
She had some competition, in a composition, known as polka on an old banjo.
Chorus
Polka on a banjo, make that five string hot.
Polka on a banjo, give it all you've got.
Polka on a banjo, watch them fingers go.
Of all the songs I guess, the one that I love best,
Is the polka on an old banjo.
(Banjo Solo)
And when they start the band,
She takes me by the hand, and I begin to swing her.
She knows I never miss, a chance to steal a kiss,
Or dance the polka with her.
I don't speak a word ,once I have heard, the one thing I love so.
She's caught in the middle,
She played the second fiddle, to a polka on an old banjo.
Chorus - End
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Polka on a Banjo
Flatt and Scruggs
There's a sweet young Miss, I love to kiss, but listen close and hear me.
She's not my only love, I have another love,
And she'll just have to share me.
But she's five foot tall, high heel and all, she already knows.
She had some competition, in a composition, known as polka on an old banjo.
Chorus
Polka on a banjo, make that five string hot.
Polka on a banjo, give it all you've got.
Polka on a banjo, watch them fingers go.
Of all the songs I guess, the one that I love best,
Is the polka on an old banjo.
(Banjo Solo)
And when they start the band,
She takes me by the hand, and I begin to swing her.
She knows I never miss, a chance to steal a kiss,
Or dance the polka with her.
I don't speak a word ,once I have heard, the one thing I love so.
She's caught in the middle,
She played the second fiddle, to a polka on an old banjo.
Chorus - End
Flatt and Scruggs
There's a sweet young Miss, I love to kiss, but listen close and hear me.
She's not my only love, I have another love,
And she'll just have to share me.
But she's five foot tall, high heel and all, she already knows.
She had some competition, in a composition, known as polka on an old banjo.
Chorus
Polka on a banjo, make that five string hot.
Polka on a banjo, give it all you've got.
Polka on a banjo, watch them fingers go.
Of all the songs I guess, the one that I love best,
Is the polka on an old banjo.
(Banjo Solo)
And when they start the band,
She takes me by the hand, and I begin to swing her.
She knows I never miss, a chance to steal a kiss,
Or dance the polka with her.
I don't speak a word ,once I have heard, the one thing I love so.
She's caught in the middle,
She played the second fiddle, to a polka on an old banjo.
Chorus - End