Grandpas Piano - Adam Brand

Grandpas Piano chords

GRANDPAS PIANO 
 Adam Brand 
  
  
  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 
  
 chorus 
  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 

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 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.