Beat Me Daddy Eight to the Bar

Oh 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 you like it
But the kind he plays the best is eight to the bar
When he jams, it's a ball
He's the daddy of them all
The people gather around when he gets on the stand
Then when he plays, he gets a hand
The rhythm he plays puts the cats in a trance
Nobody there bothers to dance
But when he jams with the bass and guitar
They holler, "oh beat me Daddy, eight to the bar"
A-plink, a-plank, a-plink plank, plink plank
A-plunkin' on the keys
A-riff, a-raff, a-riff raff, riff raff
A-riffin' out with ease
And when he jams with the bass and guitar
They holler, "oh beat me Daddy, eight to the bar"

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Oh beat me Daddy, eight to the bar"