Daddy Played The Banjo chords by Steve Martin

• Capo on 9th

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)


Verse 1:
C                                     Fmaj7sus2
Daddy played the banjo, 'neath the yellow tree,
C                                         G5/D
It rang across the backyard, an old time melody,
C                                     Fmaj7sus2
I loved to hear the music, I was only five,
C                                      G5/D       C
I listened as his fingers made the banjo come alive.

Verse 2:

C                                                 Fmaj7sus2
Sometimes I'd wake up at night, and hear a distant tune,
C                                        G5/D
The banjo would echo, 'round my childhood room,
C                                           Fmaj7sus2
I'd sneak down the back stairs, Daddy never knew.
C                                        G5/D      C
I'd grab a broom and make believe, I was pickin', too.

Bridge:

G                            C
One day Daddy put my fingers down upon the strings,
G                                  C                 G
He picked it with his other hand, we made the banjo ring;
C                                              FM7sus2
Now the music takes me back, across the yellow days,
C                                  G5/D         C
To the summers with my Dad, and the tunes he played.

Verse 3:

C                                          Fmaj7sus2
But I'm just tellin' lies'bout the things I did,
C                                         G5/D
See, I'm that banjo player who never had a kid,
C                              Fmaj7sus2
Now, I sit, beneath that yellow tree,
C                              G5/D          C
Hopin' that a kid somewhere, is listening to me.

Verse 4:

C                                         Fmaj7sus2
Daddy played the banjo, 'neath the yellow tree,
C                                         G5/D
It rang across the backyard and wove a spell on me,
C                                          Fmaj7sus2
Now the banjo takes me back, through the foggy haze,
C                                         G5/D       C
Where memories of what never was, become the good old days.