[1st verse:]
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Said Miss Eliza Johnson to William Brown
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"Up to my home you I invite
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Call around some Sunday night
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I'd love to have you play my piano upright"
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Said Mister William Brown, "The pleasure is mine
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I can assure you lady fair"
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He called around next day
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And started in to play
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Just to hear Eliza declare
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[Refrain:]
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When I hear you play that piano so sweet
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My blood runs cold way down to my feet
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You sure do bring forth music
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Like I never heard before
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When you start in playing rag by the streak
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I could hear you play that box for a week
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For it does most anything but speak
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When you play that piano, Bill
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[2nd verse:]
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Said Mister William Brown, "I can't help but blush
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Because Miss Lize you flatter so
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I only play the worst I know
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While at my best to beat me so it must go"
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Then Miss Eliza answered, "What's that you say?
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You only played the worst you knew!
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Sweet William, I can guess how you play at your best
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But the worst right now will do"
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When You Play That Piano, Bill!
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| Irving Berlin |
