C                                      F 
 Grandpa had a piano, it was built in 1904 
                         C                                  G 
 he bought it down from Sydney town before the first world war 
           C                                                   F 
 He'd sit down and crack his knuckles, put his glasses on his head 
                              C                 G               C 
 when he'd start to play the cat would run and hide behind the bed 

  
 [Chorus]
  F     
 Well, his right foot stomped the pedals  
      C 
 and left foot stomped the floor 
       G                                      C 
 his wrinkled hands would skip the keys that wouldn't play no more 
           F 
 he'd play Onward Christian Soldiers 
          C                  F     
 and the window panes would shake 
           C                    G   C 
 when the man of 87 played his old 88 

  
 C                                                   F 
 The piano sat in the corner, on a sagging hardwood floor 
                     C                                     G 
 on top was a frame I made for him, with a picture of the Lord 
   C                                               F 
 a faded Baptist Hymnal took it's place above the keys 
                          C            G               C 
 we'd take turns sitting by him, he'd nod to turn the page 
  

 [Chorus]
  D                                                       G 
 Well the old piano's silent now it don't ring for joy no more 
                            D 
 except sometimes when the cat jumps down 
                              A 
 when there's someone at the door 
   D                                               G 
 I can see him up in heaven, with a smile upon his face 
                       D              A           D 
 when God and all the Angels, let him lead amazing grace. 
  
  
 [Chorus]
  G 
 Well his right foot stomped the pedals  
      D 
 and left foot stomped the floor 
      A                                       D 
 his wrinkled hands would skip the keys that wouldn't play no more 
  G 
 he'd play Onward Christian Soldiers 
          D                 G 
 and the window panes would shake 
  D                            A   D 
 when the man of 87 played his old 88 
  G              D             A  G         D    A  D 
 when the man of 87 played his old eighty eight