Songtext von Beat Me Daddy, Eight To The Bar

In a little honky-tonky village in Texas There's a guy who plays the best piano by far He can play piano any way that you like it But the way he likes it best is eight to the bar When he plays it's a ball, He is the daddy of them all... The people gather round when he gets on the stand Then when he plays he gets a hand The rhythm he beats puts the cats in a trance Nobody there bothers to dance And when he jams with the bass and guitar They holler all, "Beat me daddy, eight to bar!" A plink, plunkin' on the keys, A riff, well, a-riffin' out with ease And when he jams with the bass and guitar They holler all, "Come on and beat me daddy, eight to bar!"