Drums
With faded ivories,
but it was a treasure It gave so much pleasure,
that old piano
When them old hammers bounced off of them old strings
You just couldn't help yourself
It just made you want to sing
No question about it We can't do without it
That old piano
Friends would come and see us on a Saturday
They'd sing their favorite songs while my
old mum would play Although that old piano has seen better days
We loved it, you bet,
so I'll never forget That old piano,
with them old worn out keys
Just an old piano,
with faded ivories But it was a treasure,
it gave so much pleasure
That old piano
Friends would come and see us on a Saturday
They'd sing their favorite songs while my
old mum would play Although that old piano has seen better days
We loved it,
you bet,
so I'll never forget They still talk about it,
the old friends
I meet About them good times and all the parties
in the streets And just one thing, Morris,
one thing for sure
is
If that old piano could talk, it could tell
a few
stories No question about it
We can't do without it That old piano