| Well, I walked down Broadway, smile on my face
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| Nashville has music all over the place
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| Honky tonks line the streets
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| Man, it’s a symphony of big dreams and dive bars
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| Cold beer and tip jars, rising stars
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| Now, I love guitars, but
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| Where have all the pianos gone
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| I miss those days, Billy Joel on the radio
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| Stevie Wonder rocking me, Elton John in the '70s
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| Sing your song, where have all the pianos gone
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| Dad played me Ray Charles when I was a kid
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| Nothing could move me the «Georgia» did
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| It spoke to me, yeah, with soul and a melody
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| The rhyme and the rhythm, and I’d sing along with 'em
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| On my back porch, I carry the torch
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| Where have all the pianos gone
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| I miss those days, Milsap on the radio
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| Jerry Lee rocking me, Manilow in the '70s
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| I write the songs, where have all the pianos gone
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| I’ve played «Rocket Man» and «Piano Man» till three a. |
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| And I’m singing my own songs, this is who I am
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| I’m lighting up the black and whites
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| That’s me tonight, but
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| Where have all the pianos gone
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| I miss those days, Billy Joel on the radio |
| Stevie Wonder rocking me, Elton John in the '70s
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| Sing your song, where have all the pianos gone
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| Billy Joel on the radio
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| Elton John in the '70s
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| Where have all the pianos gone
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| Where have all the pianos gone
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| Where have all the pianos gone |