By: Jimmy Buffett, Jane Slagsvol

1975

It was late in the evenin', just a few of us pickin'

But the lady she played so easy and fine

And the chords that she strummed were so tastefully clever

They planted this song in my mind



Chorus:

'Cause there's somethin' so feminine about a mandolin

The way that they feel, the way that they ring

Just to see slender fingers, movin' so quickly

Made this boy want to sing



And when I get older and I have a daughter

I'll teach her to sing and play her my songs

And I'll tell her some stories I can barely remember

And hope that she will sing along



And maybe one day she'll take a fancy to pickin'

'Cause when that bug bites you, you live with the sting

And if she could just strum a few simple measures

She could make some young man sing



'Cause there's somethin' so feminine about a mandolin

Way that they feel, the way that they ring

And that evenin' in a pasture somewhere near Austin

That mandolin made me sing



Her mandolin made me sing