Lyrics Eliza Jane - David Ramírez

Eliza Jane

Get out of Oklahoma
Run away from all that dust
Pack up your family in that Cadillac you love so much
I hear Oregon is nice
Maybe you can find some work
Set up a canteen selling coffee by the bus stop
Oh but keep playing that piano
Who knows, maybe you can make it on the radio
Did you ever know your hands can do more than work the land
Well I heard your song and I can’t get it out of my head
Were you in it for the spotlight
Or was it something that you needed to do
Did you love it for the nightlife
Staying out late for a drink or two
Oh can you tell me where I came from
Can you show me what it all means
To put the pen on a page, standing on a stage
Hoping that somebody believes
Oh but keep playing that piano
Who knows, maybe you can make it on the radio
Did you ever know your hands can do more than work the land
Well I heard your song and I can’t get it out of my head
Your still singing
Singing your song
Your still giving
Even when your gone
Your still singing
Singing your song
Your still giving
Even when your gone
Oh but keep playing that piano
Who knows, maybe we can make it on the radio
Did you ever know your hands can do more than work the land
Well I heard your song and I can’t get it out of my head