Grandpas Piano

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 Grandpa had a piano, it was built in 1904
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 he bought it down from Sydney town before the first world war
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 He'd sit down and crack his knuckles, put his glasses on his head
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 when he'd start to play the cat would run and hide behind the bed


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 Well, his right foot stomped the pedals
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 and left foot stomped the floor
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 his wrinkled hands would skip the keys that wouldn't play no more
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 he'd play Onward Christian Soldiers
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 and the window panes would shake
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 when the man of 87 played his old 88


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 The piano sat in the corner, on a sagging hardwood floor
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 on top was a frame I made for him, with a picture of the Lord
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 a faded Baptist Hymnal took it's place above the keys
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 we'd take turns sitting by him, he'd nod to turn the page


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 Well the old piano's silent now it don't ring for joy no more
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 except sometimes when the cat jumps down
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 when there's someone at the door
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 I can see him up in heaven, with a smile upon his face
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 when God and all the Angels, let him lead amazing grace.


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 Well his right foot stomped the pedals
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 and left foot stomped the floor
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 his wrinkled hands would skip the keys that wouldn't play no more
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 he'd play Onward Christian Soldiers
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 and the window panes would shake
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 when the man of 87 played his old 88
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 when the man of 87 played his old eighty eight