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 bass and guitar They holler out "Beat me Daddy eight to the bar" -plink -plank -plink--plank--plink--plank A-plunkin’ on the keys -riff -raff -riff--raff--riff--raff A-riffin’ out with ease And when he plays with the bass and guitar They holler out "Beat me Daddy eight to the bar" ... He plays a boogie he plays eight to the bar The 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 bass 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 bass and guitar They holler out "Beat me Daddy eight to the bar" A-plunkin’ on the keys A-riffin’ out with ease And when he plays with the bass and guitar They holler out "Beat me Daddy eight to the bar"