E A
Grandpa had a piano, it was built in 1904
E B
he bought it down from Sydney town before the first world war
E A
He'd sit down and crack his knuckles, put his glasses on his head
E B E
when he'd start to play the cat would run and hide behind the bed
A
Well his right foot stomped the peddals
E
and left foot stomped the floor
B E
his wrinkled hands would skip the keys that wouldn't play no more
A
he'd play Onward Christian Soldiers
E A
and the window panes would shake
E B E
when the man of 87 played his old 88
E A
The piano sat in the corner, on a sagging hardwood floor
E B
on top was a frame I made for him, with a picture of the Lord
E A
a faded Baptist Hymnal took it's place above the keys
E B E
we'd take turns sitting by him, he'd nod to turn the page
chorus
F# B
Well the old piano's silent now it don't ring for joy no more
F#
except sometimes when the cat jumps down
C#
when there's someone at the door
F# B
I can see him up in heaven, with a smile upon his face
F# C# F#
when God and all the Angels, let him lead amazing grace.
B
Well his right foot stomped the peddals
F#
and left foot stomped the floor
C# F#
his wrinkled hands would skip the keys that wouldn't play no more
B
he'd play Onward Christian Soldiers
F# B
and the window panes would shake
F# C# F#
when the man of 87 played his old 88
B F# C# B F# C#,F#
when the man of 87 played his old eighty eight.