1937 Pre-war Kimball Lyrics - Singles - Nanci Griffith

{937 Pre-war Kimball 

1, 2, 3, gone} 

Oh, it sat in this corner for many a year 

Through fireside parties, tears and cheers 

And the hands of James Hooker flew over it's keys 

And God know who else 'fore it came to me 

And when I was alone I could be Julie Gold 

It rang her "From A Distance" just like it was my own 

I'd pretend I've the voice of Beth Neilsen Chapman 

I wrote 'Late Night Grande' with just my right hand happenin' 

Now it's keys rent the air in it's new place to stand 

A gift for the children who'll play right and left hand 

Just a 1937 Pre-war Kimball 

Oh, with the grace of that three-quarter grand 

Oh, the grace of that three-quarter grand 

Oh, it's lonesome in this corner at five am 

I'd call Harlan Howard, only he'd understand 

All those melodies that came to be 

Mornings in this corner, that piano and me 

And I wished for the left hand like Glenn D. Hardin 

I could play Jimmy Webb or perhaps Randy Newman 

Ah, it's a blessing, it never met Jerry Lee's feet 

Just the hands of those children is all this Kimball needs 

I'll let it go, let it go 

That piano I bought from Al Jones long ago 

I've let it go, I've let it go 

And I smiled as it rolled out my door 

And the songs that we wrote, ah, note for note 

That piano will always know 

Now it's keys rent the air in it's new place to stand 

A gift for the children who'll play right and left hand 

Just a 1937 Pre-war Kimball 

Oh, the grace of that three-quarter grand 

Oh, the grace of that three-quarter grand 

Oh, it's the grace of that three-quarter grand 

And God bless the child 

Who's got a song 

Who's got a song 

Who's got a song