Vaudeville Nanna And The Banjolele
Peter Frampton Lyrics


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Vaudeville Nanna and The Banjolele
Waiting for me and a rainy day
Trying to cross road, they all look like candy
Guitars behind glass that I wanted to play

I beg for one, oh, but dad's just a teacher
Could barely afford to buy me such things
I woke him up at 3 in the morning
Asked him to tune the extra two strings

They're the best days of my life
I can never get back
What will never be again
But I can close my eyes
And I can see them, ooh

My dear old mom, frustrated actress
Reluctant victory, writing with me
My first attempt at filling the pages
She was the angel, the angel you see

They're the best days of my life
I can never get back
What will never be again
But I can close my eyes
And I can see them, see them

I have this dream, we're all at the table
Sharing verses, stories and song
Vaudeville Nanna and The Banjolele
She hands it to me and I play along

The best days of my life
Are somewhere up the road
With my family and friends




I can close my eyes
And I can see them, see them

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of the song "Vaudeville Nanna and The Banjolele" by Peter Frampton speak of nostalgia and looking back at the best days of one's life. The song starts with the singer remembering a rainy day when he was waiting for someone with a banjolele. He then speaks of guitars that are behind glass and which he wanted to play, but his father, being a teacher, couldn't afford to buy such things for him. So, he woke his father up in the middle of the night at 3 AM, and asked him to tune the extra two strings of his instrument.


The second verse of the song talks about the singer's mother, who was a frustrated actress but wrote songs with him. She was his angel in life, and they spent many happy moments together, trying to fill the pages with their words. The chorus of the song talks about how the singer can never get back those days of his life, but he can still close his eyes and see them. The song ends with the singer dreaming of a table where he and his family and friends are sharing verses, stories, and songs, and Vaudeville Nanna and The Banjolele hand him their instrument, and he plays along.


Line by Line Meaning

Vaudeville Nanna and The Banjolele
The people and things that inspire and bring joy to the singer.


Waiting for me and a rainy day
The singer eagerly looks forward to spending time with Vaudeville Nanna and The Banjolele when the weather is less than ideal.


Trying to cross road, they all look like candy
The singer finds everything in the world to be colorful, interesting and enticing when Vaudeville Nanna and The Banjolele are with him/her.


Guitars behind glass that I wanted to play
The artist had a desire to play guitars, but due to financial constraints, was unable to afford them.


I beg for one, oh, but dad's just a teacher
The artist’s father, a teacher, wasn’t very wealthy and couldn’t afford to buy the artist any musical instruments.


Could barely afford to buy me such things
The singer’s family didn't have enough money to spend on buying expensive things.


I woke him up at 3 in the morning
The singer woke their father up early in the morning to help tune their instrument to make its sound better.


Asked him to tune the extra two strings
The artist asked their father for assistance to tune two additional strings on their instrument.


They're the best days of my life
The moments spent with Vaudeville Nanna and The Banjolele have been the happiest and most memorable days of the artist’s life.


I can never get back
The artist realizes that time has passed and the past moments cannot be relived.


What will never be again
The past days with Vaudeville Nanna and The Banjolele were unique and can't be replicated.


But I can close my eyes
The artist can relive the memories by imagining them with closed eyes.


And I can see them, ooh
The singer has vivid memories of the moments spent with Vaudeville Nanna and The Banjolele that can be revisited in their imagination.


My dear old mom, frustrated actress
The singer’s mother was an actress who was unable to fulfill her aspirations and dreams.


Reluctant victory, writing with me
Despite being reluctant to write, the singer's mother helped and supported their writing efforts.


My first attempt at filling the pages
The artist's first attempts at writing were with the help and encouragement of their mother.


She was the angel, the angel you see
The artist refers to their mother as an angel because of her unselfish love and support.


I have this dream, we're all at the table
The singer has a recurring dream where everyone is gathered around a table to enjoy each other's company and share songs and stories.


Sharing verses, stories and song
In the dream, everyone present shares their experiences and creative work with one another.


She hands it to me and I play along
In the dream, Vaudeville Nanna hands the Banjolele to the artist, who then begins to play music along with them.


The best days of my life
Memories of the past spent with beloved people and joyful events are the happiest and most valuable moments that one could ever experience in their life.


Are somewhere up the road
The artist believes that there are still more happy moments and exciting experiences to come in their life.


With my family and friends
The singer expects to have more enjoyable moments with their loved ones in future events and activities.


And I can see them, see them
The artist's imagination and memory help them recall and relive the happy moments they have shared with the people they love.




Lyrics © Walt Disney Music Company, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: PETER KENNETH FRAMPTON, GORDON SCOTT KENNEDY

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