Ephraham Played Upon The Piano

Irving Berlin

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    [1st verse:]
    Down below the Dixie line in Alabam'
    Lived a lovin' piano player, Ephraham
    'Cause he never took a lesson
    He had ev'rybody guessin'
    How he played with such a lovin' tone
    Any old piano that he could annoy
    Ephraham would call an instrument of joy
    When it came to make a piano
    Cry out in a fancy manner
    Ephraham was in a class alone

    [Refrain:]
    Ephraham played upon the piano
    Ephraham, he had a great left hand
    Ephraham in his fancy manner
    Made an upright sound like a "Baby Grand"

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    [2nd verse:]
    Any kind of music he could understand
    Still he didn't play by ear, he played by hand
    When he started fishin'
    For the tune that you'd been wishin'
    Ev'ry other good musician stepped aside
    Ephraham was never known to lose his head
    I remember once a certain lady said
    "Can you play a fiddle, Mister?"
    He looked up and answered, "Sister
    I don't know because I never tried"

    Song details

    Composition: Irving Berlin and O Bryan Vinnie

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