Original outdoor music from Agnes On Fire, a collection of random critters who periodically cross paths in the Stehekin Valley, North Cascades, WA.
lyrics
Wailin’ ‘round the fire with a gang of mandolins
Show up with a bottle and we’re bound to let you in
Stompin’ on your troubles, no worse off than your friends
Shake it off then come on back again
Face down in a puddle, but no need to make amends
Little bit of banjo in the way she jumps around
Little bit of twang when she finally settles down
Bend me with that harp, baby, hit me with them spoons
But most of all don’t let it end too soon
Little bitty banjo gonna fly me to the moon
Banjolele
Little bitty mandolins, you will never fail me
Banjolele
Never let me hit the ground
Tuning fluid all through my brain, blue smoke in my head
Leaves are down, bakery’s closed, landing’s almost dead
I’ll wait for you but not too long, Monday mornin I’ll be gone
So baby now please play us one more song
Banjolinas, Mandonistas, play us through ‘till dawn
Banjolele
Little bitty mandolins, you will never fail me
Banjolele
Never let me hit the ground
Banjolele
Little bitty mandolins, they can drive you crazy
Banjolele
Never let me hit the ground
Little bit of banjo in the way she jumps around
Little bit of twang when she finally setlles down
Bend me with that harp, baby, hit me with those spoons
Little bitty banjo gonna take me to the moon
Wailin’ ‘round the fire with a gang of mandolins
Show up with a bottle and we’re bound to let you in
Face down in a puddle, but no need to make amends
Never gonna hit the ground
Show up with a bottle and we’re bound to let you in
Stompin’ on your troubles, no worse off than your friends
Shake it off then come on back again
Face down in a puddle, but no need to make amends
Little bit of banjo in the way she jumps around
Little bit of twang when she finally settles down
Bend me with that harp, baby, hit me with them spoons
But most of all don’t let it end too soon
Little bitty banjo gonna fly me to the moon
Banjolele
Little bitty mandolins, you will never fail me
Banjolele
Never let me hit the ground
Tuning fluid all through my brain, blue smoke in my head
Leaves are down, bakery’s closed, landing’s almost dead
I’ll wait for you but not too long, Monday mornin I’ll be gone
So baby now please play us one more song
Banjolinas, Mandonistas, play us through ‘till dawn
Banjolele
Little bitty mandolins, you will never fail me
Banjolele
Never let me hit the ground
Banjolele
Little bitty mandolins, they can drive you crazy
Banjolele
Never let me hit the ground
Little bit of banjo in the way she jumps around
Little bit of twang when she finally setlles down
Bend me with that harp, baby, hit me with those spoons
Little bitty banjo gonna take me to the moon
Wailin’ ‘round the fire with a gang of mandolins
Show up with a bottle and we’re bound to let you in
Face down in a puddle, but no need to make amends
Never gonna hit the ground
credits
released December 31, 2013
Written & produced by Trapper Robbins
Musicians: Aaron Cleveland, Elmo Fury, Hannah Gietl, Pat Gietl, Shelby Huff, Erik Maakestad, Trapper Robbins, Steve Saunders, Bren Starcher, Molly Starcher, Dutch Story
Written & produced by Trapper Robbins
Musicians: Aaron Cleveland, Elmo Fury, Hannah Gietl, Pat Gietl, Shelby Huff, Erik Maakestad, Trapper Robbins, Steve Saunders, Bren Starcher, Molly Starcher, Dutch Story