Clearence Creedwater Revolver - Born on the Banjo

[Verse 1] I was pickin’ on the porch when the thunder rolled, Down where the river runs brown and cold. Mama said “Boy, you got music in your soul,” So I strung me a banjo, and I let it roll. [Chorus] I was born on the banjo, swamp in my veins, Mojo in the mud and fire in my strings. You can take me uptown, but you’ll never change, That I was born on the banjo, wild and untamed. [Verse 2] Played for the gators, played for the moon, My dog barked rhythm, my boots kept tune. Folks in the city don’t understand, You can’t wash the bayou off a pickin’ hand. [(Bridge – foggy and fierce)] From Baton Rouge to New Orleans, They call me crazy but I play what I mean. Got a river’s soul and a rebel’s plan — I’ll die with a banjo in my hand! [Final Chorus (with harmony growl)] Yeah I was born on the banjo, swamp in my veins, Mojo in the mud and thunder in my strings. You can clean up the sound, but you can’t tame the rain — I was born on the banjo, forever the same.