Cifras
Grandpas Piano

Tono: E

Introducción:

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   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# 
when the man of 87 played his old eighty eight.