@migu music@

Now there's a sweet young miss

That I like to kiss.

Listen folks 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,

Work boots and all.

But she already knows

She has some competition

In a composition

Called the Polka on an Old Banjo.

Polka on the Banjo

Make that five-string hot.

Polka on the Banjo

Give it all you've got.

Polka on the 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 you start to bend

She takes you by the hand

And I begin to swing her

She knows I'd never miss

A chance to steal a kiss

Or dance the polka with her.

But I don't speak a word

Once I have heard

The one thing I love so.

She's caught in the middle,

Playing second fiddle

To a Polka on an Old banjo.

Polka on the Banjo

Make that five-string hot.

Polka on the Banjo

Give it all you've got.

Polka on the Banjo

Watch them fingers go.

Of all the songs I guess

The one that I love best

Is the Polka on an old Banjo.

Polka on the Banjo

Make that five-string hot.

Polka on the Banjo

Is that all you've got?

Polka on the Banjo

Watch them fingers go.

Of all the songs I guess

The one that I love best

Is the Polka on an old Banjo.