Beat Me Daddy, Eight To The Bar

Beat Me Daddy, Eight To The Bar
music by Hughie Prince
lyric by Don Raye & Eleanor Whiteman Sheehy

In a little honky-tonk 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 it 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 that 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."

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 bass 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's 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."