Tom Jones - That Old Piano lyrics

That old piano, with old and worn-out keys Just an old piano, with faded ivories, but it was a treasure it gave so much pleasure That old piano When them old hammers, bounced off off them old strings You just couldn't help yourself, it just made you wanna sing No question about it, we couldn't do without it That old piano Friends would come to see us on a Saturday They'd sing their favourite songs while my old mother played Although that old piano has seen better days We love it to bit, I'll never forget That old piano, with old and worn-out keys Just an old piano, with faded ivories, but it was a treasure it gave so much pleasure That old piano Friends would come to see us on a Saturday They'd sing their favourite songs while my old mother played Although that old piano has seen better days We love it to bit, I'll never forget They still talk about it, the old friends I meet, about them good times And parties in the street, and just one thing more is, one thing for sure is If that old piano could talk it could tell a few stories No question about it, We couldn't do without it That old piano