Ella Fitzgerald - Beat Me Daddy, Eight To The Bar lyrics

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 that you like it But the way he likes to play is eight to the bar When he plays, 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 beats puts the cats in a trance Nobody there bothers to dance But when he plays with the ba** and guitar They holler out, "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 plays with the ba** and guitar They holler out, "Beat me Daddy, eight to the bar" He plays a boogie, he plays eight to the bar A boogie-woogie, that is the way he likes to play on his piano And we all know That when he plays he puts them all in a trance The cats all holler "Hooray" You'll hear them say, "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 When he plays with the ba** and guitar They holler, "Beat me up Daddy, beat me Daddy, eight to the bar" The people gather around when he gets up on the stand Then when he plays, he gets a hand The rhythm that he plays puts the cats in a trance Nobody there ever bothers to dance But when he plays with the ba** and guitar They holler out, "Beat me Daddy, eight to the bar" A-plink plink, a-plank plank, a-plink plank, plink plank A-plunkin' on the keys A-riff riff, a-raff raff, a-riff raff, riff raff A-riffin' out with ease But when he plays with the ba** and guitar They holler out, "Beat me Daddy, eight to the bar"