Vaudeville Nanna And The Banjolele - Peter Frampton

Vaudeville Nanna and The Banjolele

Waiting for me and a rainy day

Trying to cross road, they all look like candy

Guitars behind glass that I wanted to play

I beg for one, oh, but dad’s just a teacher

Could barely afford to buy me such things

I woke him up at 3 in the morning

Asked him to tune the extra two strings

They’re the best days of my life

I can never get back

What will never be again

But I can close my eyes

And I can see them, ooh

My dear old mom, frustrated actress

Reluctant victory, writing with me

My first attempt at filling the pages

She was the angel, the angel you see

They’re the best days of my life

I can never get back

What will never be again

But I can close my eyes

And I can see them, see them

I have this dream, we’re all at the table

Sharing verses, stories and song

Vaudeville Nanna and The Banjolele

She hands it to me and I play along

The best days of my life

Are somewhere up the road

With my family and friends

I can close my eyes

And I can see them, see them