(Warren Zevon)

Mom and Papa bought a Chickering

Every day 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



I worked in sessions and I played in bands

A thousand casuals and one-night stands

Here on Thursday, gone on Friday

Heading 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



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

Ain't going down that long, lonesome road

Ain't going down that long, lonesome road



Got in trouble down in New Orleans

I must admit 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



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