Joyous Noise (on a Busted Banjo)


You can hear it in the breeze
Blowing through the leaves up in all the trees
You can hear it in the neighbor’s car
Going beep, beep, beep cause he forgot his keys
It’s a joyous noise on a busted banjo
It’s a joyous noise on a busted banjo
You can hear it in the birds
Chirping good morning at the crack of dawn
You can hear it in the drone of the engines
As everyone is out mowing their lawn
 
It’s a joyous noise on a busted banjo
It’s a joyous noise on a busted banjo
You can hear it in a group of kids
With their out of tune violins
You can hear it in the stuffy ladies 
With the tsk, tsk, tsk as they are judging my sins
It’s a joyous noise on a busted banjo
It’s a joyous noise on a busted banjo
You can hear it in the baby’s cry
There’s something that she really needs
You can hear it in a contended sigh
It’s annoying, I know, but at least he’ll never leave
It’s a joyous noise on a busted banjo
It’s a joyous noise on a busted banjo
I’m so grateful for all these sounds
Because they remind me
I don’t have to be perfect
To find some beauty

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