Mark & Clark Band Worn Down Piano Lyrics
            Each Tuesday morning they all stand in line
            The auction board open promptly at nine
            The gavel came down on the auctioneer's block
            And the bidding began on the grandfather's clock
        
            Next up for bids in the rear of the room
            A piano worn down and a bit out of tune
            "Who'll start the bidding" the auctioneer inquired
            No voices rang out so just put it aside
        
            Shouts filled the room and the auction went on
            But the choirs of the crowd were stopped by a song
            Everyone turned to the rear of the room
            To that worn down piano, a bit out of tune
        
            Oh the days long ago when the crowds came around
            To hear that piano ring out a sound
            But the crowds have all gone and the symphony is through
            And the piano cries out "Let me play once for you"
        
            A man with a torn coat and a hole is one shoe
            Sat playing the song that nobody knew
            The music rang out and that song filled the room
            From that worn down piano, a bit out of tune
        
            Then from the crowd a man shouted a bid
            "One thousand dollars for that piano I'll give"
            "Two thousand" "Three thousand", and the bidding went on
            As the man in the torn coat, kept playing that song
        
            The bidding grew tense, each bid more and more
            Till a five thousand figure rang out from the floor
            The man in the torn coat just sat there and stared
            Playing that song, as if no one were there
        
            Oh the days long ago when the crowds came around
            To hear that piano ring out a sound
            But the crowds have all gone and the symphony is through
            And the piano cries out "Let me play once for you"
        
            The man in the torn coat played as if to say
            I too want you, piano but I've nothing to pay.
            I'd give all I own if you could be mine,
            but all I can bid is this bottle of wine.
        
            The sound of the gavel rang out through the air,
            the auctioneer cried: Top that bid if you dare.
            Just give him the piano, maestro play on.
            but where has the man, in the torn coat gone?
        
            It's a quarter past five and the bidding is done,
            everything's sold and now leave one by one.
            The auction is over and left in that room
            is that worn down piano, still a bit out of tune.
        
            Oh the days long ago when the crowds came around
            to hear that piano ring out with sound,
            but the crowds have all gone and the symphony's through
            and the piano cries out: let me once play for you.
        
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