She said I've been there, I've done that
Got the t-shirt and the hat
I saw the show still, I don't know
Just where the heck I'm at
I should've got a lot more
Than I ever bargained for
I played at the Bluebird Cafe
And I rode the Texan bull
I hitchhiked through the tumbleweed
From Austin to Santa Cruz
Still I got no answers
No fortune, fame or clues
So bring out the banjo
I'm getting old, I got nothing
I'm getting old, I got nothing
I've got nothing else to do
So bring out the banjo
Your happy song and a dance
Would get me through
So bring out the banjo
Just play me a tune
She said what's the deal here anyway
I don't understand a word
I wish I had a word
I wish I had that manual
The world is so absurd
I'd rather ride alone
Than running with the herd
Well I feel like I should comfort her
Take away her pain
No one ever quite escapes
The past and their mistakes
So I pulled out my banjo
Played the only song I could play
The only song I know
Ooh, bring out the banjo
I'm getting old, I got nothing else to do
Yeah, ooh, bring out the banjo
Your happy song and a dance
Would get me through
So bring out the banjo
Ooh, the barcass is on fire
Stop and lift us in the rain
Ooh, I said sometimes life looks better
In the break of day
Bring out the banjo
I'm getting old, I got nothing else to do
Yeah, bring out the banjo
Your happy song and a dance
Would get me through
Ooh, I'm getting old, I got nothing else to do
Bring out the banjo
Play me a tune