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.
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.
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.