For as long as I remember When Friday night came round The family would gather
out at grandpa's house With supper over and the dishes done Then the best time came
At an old upright piano that only grandma played
CHORUS: She played beautiful dreamer my wild irish rose never played them perfect
but there was love in every note and grandpa sat beside her in harmony they sang
at the old upright piano that only grandma played
Grandpa was a stubborn man They said it was his style grandma called him onrery
But she said it with a smile Even he could not desguise the love he felt so strong
We all could see it In his eyes When she played his favorite song
I was almost seventeen When my grandma died I stayed all night with grandpa
The old man never cried We sat at her piano There was nothing we could say
It was the first time in my life I ever heard my grandpa play
It wasn't beautiful dreamer my wild irish rose it was a song he played from memory
and he never missed a note I sat right there beside him until the morning came
what a friend we have in Jesus was the only song he played
at the old upright piano that only grandma played
I DON'T THINK IT'S PERFECT BUT IT SOUNDS REALLY CLOSE WHEN YOU PLAY ALONG WITH RECORDING.