Piano Fighter Lyrics by Warren Zevon

Piano Fighter Lyrics

    Mom and Papa bought a Chickering
    Every day I'd sit and play that thing
    I practiced hard; it was more than a whim
    I played with grim determination, Jim

    Someone called Piano Fighter
    I'm a holy roller, I'm a real lowrider
    Hold me tight, honey, hold me tighter
    Then let me go, Piano Fighter

    I worked in sessions and I played in bands
    A thousand casuals and one-night stands
    Here on Thursday, gone on Friday
    Heading down the Dixie highway

    Someone called Piano Fighter
    I'm a holy roller, I'm a real lowrider
    Hold me tight, honey, hold me tighter
    Then let me go, Piano Fighter

    Maybe I'll go to Reno
    Nobody knows my name
    I'll play Claire de Lune in a quiet saloon
    Steady work for a change
    Ain't going down that long, lonesome road
    Ain't going down that long, lonesome road

    Got in trouble down in New Orleans
    I must admit that I was strung out, painted in the corner of a limousine

    Someone called Piano Fighter
    I'm a thin ice walker, I'm a freelance writer
    Hold me tight, honey, hold me tighter
    Then let me go, Piano Fighter

    Someone called Piano Fighter
    I'm a holy roller, I'm a real lowrider
    Hold me tight, honey, hold me tighter
    Then let me go, Piano Fighter

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