Daddy played the Mandolin
Had us laughing made us grin
When daddy played his Mandolin
Brother played the steel guitar
mama tried to hum the bar
When brother played his steel guitar
Uncle played a mean violin
He’d hold it up right to his chin
We danced and swayed when he’d begin
playing on that violin
Sister played those ivory keys
We would beg her play more please
Fingers dancing with such ease
On those ivory piano keys
Music was our Saturday night
It made us happy it just felt right
It softened up our daily plight
It was daddy’s way to bring delight
When daddy played the Mandolin
Thats the way I remember him
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