From the recording Son Royale
written by hank barbee
Lyrics
Moving like an angel dream
She dance across the evening scene
Banjolina
Her auburn hair and eyes of blue
The kind a boy can lose to
Banjolina
If I could make you smile
Or make you see
Get down on my bended knee
Beg for you to be my queen
I would be your king
I would give you everything
Hold my heart and hear it beat
Pluck it like an unwound string
my Banjolina
Her twangy voice a lullaby
Candy apple lips on fire
Banjolina
If I could make you smile
Or make you see
Get down on my bended knee
Beg of you to be my queen
I would be your king
I would give you everything
<<interlude>>
If I could make you smile
Or make you see
Get down on my bended knee
Beg of you to be my queen
I would be your king
I would give you everything
a starry night that captivates
a freedom like the ocean tastes
Banjolina