| I don’t know just how old I was, but when I was quite small
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| I found an old piano who no one played at all
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| I climbed the stool and tried the keys and soon I found a song
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| And oh I knew right then and there, here’s where I belong
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| As long as I can keep on playing I’m happy as can be
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| Everybody said the piano’s broken but it seems to play for me
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| This old piano’s got 88 keys and six of them don’t play
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| It’s out of tune, but honky-tonk is better off that way
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| Hey, the color is a dusty rose and the whole front board is gone
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| So you can watch all the hammers dance as the music moves along
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| As long as I can keep on playing I’m happy as can be
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| Some might say the piano’s broken but it seems to play for me
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| Yeah it plays like crazy for me
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| My granddad listened to me play and he began to smile
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| He played a fiddle too for me, we both played for a while
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| And when I had to leave he said, come back whenever you can
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| And ever since most everyday you’ll find me there again
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| Right, fiddle, me
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| Yeah, jukebox, ragtime, honky-tonk, swing
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| We have a good time with everything
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| As long as we can keep on playing we’re happy as can be
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| Everyone said the piano’s broken but it plays for him and me
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| I don’t know just how old I was, but when I was quite small
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| I found an old piano who no one played at all
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| The worn-out tag inside the back says 1923
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| Everybody said the piano is broken but it plays like crazy
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| Plays like crazy
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| Yeah, it plays like crazy for me |