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
Every 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 o'er 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
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To hear that 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

Not only music from Broadway
I'm so delighted if I'm invited
To hear a long haired genius play

Songwriter(s): Irving Berlin
Copyright: Irving Berlin Music Corp
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