I Had A Piano

(music/lyrics: Tito)

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credits
  • Tito: piano, programming, vocals
  • Written in London, 2017
  • Recorded in London, 2017
  • Produced by Tito
lyrics

I had a piano
It had a very long life
Since it was built in London
In nineteen fifty-five
First it lived in a house
With maids all dressed in blue
A little girl learned to play
Before she died of the flu
So they sold the piano
To a French scholar somewhere in Kent
Who lost all his money
Until he couldn't pay rent
So they left the piano
In a dusty room with no light
Until they threw it out on the street
On a cold November night

Oh, I had a piano
But I never played it too much
It was old and rough and all worn out
And not very nice to the touch
But it was my piano
For at least three years and a half
I used it to record a few songs
And it looked really nice in photographs

Someone found the piano
And they took it to some seedy bar
Full of smoke and velvet drapes
And with two or three movie stars
Those were really good times
Full of jazz and people for years
They used it to play like never before
And also to rest their beers

Oh, I had a piano
And it always was out of tune
When we moved it up those stairs
They thought that I was a loon
But I got my piano
And it came from a very good friend
Now it's with some Polish kid
And who knows where it will end

I had a piano
Who knows where it has been?
Some people forgot about it
And others kept it clean
I had a piano
It had a very hard life
From house to house, from hand to hand
It always managed to survive

Oh, I had a piano
But I never played it enough
I fixed the felt and I tuned the strings
It was old but very tough
And it was my piano
For at least three years and a half
I used it to record this song
And it looked very nice in photographs

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