A popular song from 1915.
words and music by Irving Berlin
requested by Danny Heller
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
- 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
Chorus
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
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
Sung here by Fred Feild: