I Love A Piano 1915 Irving Berlin

Dr. Pitt-Payne in London UK - 14 Oct 2003

As a child, I went wild
when a band played.
How I ran to the man
when his hand swayed.
Clarinets were my pets,
and a slide trombone
I thought was simply divine.
But today, when they play,
I could hiss them.
Ev'ry bar is a jar to my system.
But there's one musical instrument
that I call mine.

I love a piano,
I love a piano.
I love to hear somebody play
upon a piano, a grand piano.
It simply carries me away.
I know a fine way
to treat a Steinway.
I love to run my fingers oe'r the keys,
the ivories. And with the pedal
I love to meddle.
When Padarewski comes this way.
I'm so delighted
if I'm invited
to hear a long haired genius play.
So you can keep your fiddle and your bow.
Give me a P I A N O.
Oh, oh, I love to stop right beside an upright,
or a high toned baby grand.

I love a piano,
I love a piano.
I love to hear somebody play
upon a piano, a grand piano.
It simply carries me away.
I know a fine way
to treat a Steinway.
I love to run my fingers oe'r the keys,
the ivories. And with the pedal
I love to meddle.
When Padarewski comes this way.
I'm so delighted
if I'm invited
to hear a long haired genius play.
So you can keep your fiddle and your bow.
Give me a P I A N O.
Oh, oh, I love to stop right beside an upright,
or a high toned baby grand.

When a green Tetrazine starts to warble,
I grow cold as an old piece of marble.
I allude to the crude little party singer,
who don't know when to pause.
At her best I detest the soprano,
but I run to the one at the piano.
I always love the accomp'niment
and that's because,

I love a piano,
I love a piano.
I love to hear somebody play
upon a piano, a grand piano.
It simply carries me away.
I know a fine way
to treat a Steinway.
I love to run my fingers oe'r the keys,
the ivories. And with the pedal
I love to meddle.
When Padarewski comes this way.
I'm so delighted
if I'm invited
to hear a long haired genius play.
So you can keep your fiddle and your bow.
Give me a P I A N O.
Oh, oh, I love to stop right beside an upright,
or a high toned baby grand.

I love a piano,
I love a piano.
I love to hear somebody play
upon a piano, a grand piano.
It simply carries me away.
I know a fine way
to treat a Steinway.
I love to run my fingers oe'r the keys,
the ivories. And with the pedal
I love to meddle.
When Padarewski comes this way.
I'm so delighted
if I'm invited
to hear a long haired genius play.
So you can keep your fiddle and your bow.
Give me a P I A N O.
Oh, oh, I love to stop right beside an upright,
or a high toned baby grand.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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I Love A Piano  1915 Irving Berlin
Music and Lyrics by Irving Berlin
copyright 1915 by Irving Berlin
sequence and karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Tuesday 14 October 2003 at 23.05
in association with Doug Grierson
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