Days at the Bayou
Playing the Banjo
Sit awhile and listen
Volume of harmony
Morning Dew
My Banjo and me
In song and refreshing friendship
Beauty of tone epilogue
The Sun brings the warmth
The Banjo embraces the joy
Memories of the Deep South
Storytelling mouth
North doesn’t know such tail
The Banjo forthtelling without fail
Dancing by the river banks
A look out in giving thanks
Skies wise
Heart of Gold
Banjo Behold
A Banjo can live on through generations
Sensation after sensation
Years into miles
Southern accent in Banjo ways.