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
