Secondhand White Baby Grand

	  		
    A2                                 Bdim/A       A  
My mother bought it secondhand from a silent movie star 

        A2/C#                              D2  D 
It was out of tune but still I learned to play 

     F#m               D                  F#m             C#m 
And with each note we both would smile forgetting who we are 

     Dm                  E         D2/A  A 
And all the pain would simply fly away 

Chorus: 
            D              A                D              A 
Something secondhand and broken still can make a pretty sound 

     D/F#           A/E             B/D#    C#/F 
Even if it doesn't have a place to live 

         F#m             A/E              F#m/D#      Dm 
Oh, the words were left unspoken when my momma came around 

          A/C#             Dm         F#m                 E7           A2  A  
But that Secondhand White Baby Grand still had something beautiful to give 

         Bb2                                 Cdim/Bb        Bb 
Through missing keys and broken strings the music was our own 

Bb2/D                               Eb2   Eb 
Until the day we said our last goodbyes 

     Gm             Eb           Gm        Dm        Ebm           F           Eb2/Bb   Bb 
The baby grand was sent away, a child all alone, to pray somebody else would realize 

Chorus:  
                 Eb             Bb              Eb            Bb 
That something secondhand and broken still can make a pretty sound 

     Eb/G           Bb/F            C/E   D/F# 
Even if it doesn't have a place to live 
   
         Gm              Bb/F              Gm/E         Ebm 
Oh. the words are still unspoken now that momma's not around 

          Bb/D              Ebm        Gm                 F7           Bb2   Bb 
But that Secondhand White Baby Grand still has something beautiful to give 


Bridge:
 
     Gb/Bb                        Bb 
For many years the music had to roam 
Dm                              E 
Until we found a way to find a home 
   A2                           Bdim/A            A 
So now I wake up every day and see her standing there 
      A2/C#                    D2      D 
Just waiting for a partner to compose 
       F#m             D 
And I wish my mother still could hear 

      F#m              C#m 
That sound beyond compare 

      Dm                E         D2/A   A  
I'll play her song til everybody knows.  



                D                 A             D              A 
That something secondhand and broken still can make a pretty sound 

        D/F#           A/E             B/D#    C#/F 
Don't we all deserve a family room to live 

         F#m             A/E              F#m/D#      Dm 
Oh, the words can't stay unspoken until everyone has found 

          A/C#             Dm             F#m                 Dm            E7     A2   A  
But that Secondhand White Baby Grand that still had something beautiful to give 
    Dm/F                              A  
I still have something beautiful to give