Goodbye piano You're too overweight for Me to take you with me Into the hills Where rings are round the collar They tell me not To worry 'bout the dollars If it were not for you I wouldn't bother so Goodbye piano You're so out of tune that I assume you're dead Goodbye piano Cause you're so old i Should have sold instead Goodbye piano You're so out of tune that I assume you're dead Goodbye piano! It was glorious knowing you the past month or two But as usual, they're sending me away Because i cannot supply the money they want But wherever i go, i know i'll meet your brothers and sisters And of course they would gladly let me play Their boards all day long Now you rest right here, okay? You rest right here like a good little set of keys should And don't let anyone give you a whipping As long as you live, okay?