Текст песни Zevon Warren - Piano Fighter
Zevon Warren - Piano Fighter слова песни
written by Warren Zevon 1993 Zevon Music BMIMom and Papa bought a ChickeringEvery day I`d sit and play that thingI practiced hard; it was more than a whimI played with grim determination, JimSomeone called Piano FighterI`m a holy roller, I`m a real lowriderHold me tight, honey, hold me tighterThen let me go, Piano FighterI worked in sessions and I played in bandsA thousand casuals and one-night standsHere on Thursday, gone on FridayHeading down the Dixie highwaySomeone called Piano FighterI`m a holy roller, I`m a real lowriderHold me tight, honey, hold me tighterThen let me go, Piano FighterMaybe I`ll go to RenoNobody knows my nameI`ll play Claire de Lune in a quiet saloonSteady work for a changeAin`t going down that long, lonesome roadAin`t going down that long, lonesome roadGot in trouble down in New OrleansI must admit that I was strung out, painted in the corner of a limousineSomeone called Piano FighterI`m a thin ice walker, I`m a freelance writerHold me tight, honey, hold me tighterThen let me go, Piano FighterSomeone called Piano FighterI`m a holy roller, I`m a real lowriderHold me tight, honey, hold me tighterThen let me go, Piano Fighter