Lyrics:

Mama and Papa bought a Chickering
Everyday I'd sit and play that thing
I practiced hard, it was more than a whim
I played with grim determination Jim

Someone called Piano Fighter
I'm a holy roller, I'm a real lowrider
Hold me tight, honey, hold me tighter
Then let me go, Piano Fighter
Let me go, Piano Fighter

I worked in sessions and I played in bands
A thousand casuals and one-night stands
Here on Thursday, gone on Friday
Headin' down the Dixie Highway

Someone called Piano Fighter
I'm a holy roller, I'm a real lowrider
Hold me tight, honey, hold me tighter
Then let me go, Piano Fighter
Let me go, Piano Fighter

Maybe I'll go to Reno
Nobody knows my name
I'll play Claire de Lune in a quiet saloon
Steady work for a change
And I won't have to run that long, lonesome road
Ain't going down that long, lonesome road

I cut a single and it made the charts
I took the money and I played my part
Got in trouble down in New Orleans
I must admit I that I was strung out
Painted in the corner of a limousine

Someone called Piano Fighter
I'm a thin ice walker, I'm a freelance writer
Hold me tight, honey, hold me tighter
Then let me go, Piano Fighter
Let me go, Piano Fighter

Someone called Piano Fighter
I'm a holy roller, I'm a real lowrider
Hold me tight, honey, hold me tighter
Then let me go, Piano Fighter
Let me go, Piano Fighter