The Old Piano

The old piano, sir, I'm bound to fix her
to hear the songs the way my grandma did
Dust it off, wipe it down
Tune it up and we'll hear the sounds

Of Galway Bay; and The Homes of Donegal;
Skibbereen; and The Derry Air;
Shenandoah; This Land is Your Land;
Songs that helped our country grow

They left Boise City, Oklahoma,
in a beat up Ford, in the spring of thirty-five
And took the dusty road to California
Doing all they could to stay alive

And she told him
“Mister, I said, all our belongings”
I'm not leaving the Wentworth behind,
It might weigh a ton, as much as a mountain,
but we've moved mountains before, you and I”

'Cause she gives light, as good as any kerosene lantern
To warm the soul she'll put fire inside
I've seen her chase the wolf from our doorway
I've seen her put the light back in your eyes and back in mine

With Galway Bay; The Homes of Donegal;
Skibbereen; and The Derry Air;
Shenandoah; This Land is Your Land;
Songs that helped our country grow

She taught children in the San Joaquin Valley
how to play their chords and practice their scales
She earned extra money but everybody knew
her great reward was to hear them playing

Galway Bay; The Homes of Donegal;
Skibbereen; and The Derry Air;
Shenandoah; This Land is Your Land;
Songs that helped our country grow

That old piano, sir, I'm bound to fix
So take it off the auction list
It's not for sale, not for any reason
We'll bring her home, and hear her sing

Of Galway Bay; The Homes of Donegal;
Skibbereen; and The Derry Air;
Shenandoah; This Land is Your Land;
Songs that helped our country grow
Songs from grandma's heart and soul