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GWheG7n lonCeliness lays her hurting hands on me,
There's a Gplace I DalwD7ays can go
I'll GpourG7 out my sCoul, to my old piano
And I Glet thoDse old Givories cry for me
GIvory tG7ears, iCvory teaGrs, mDy oD7ld piano cries for me,
GIvory tG7ears, iCvory GteaDrs, drD7ippinGg from every melo-dy
GSome loG7nely people,C they turn to the jukebox,
GOthers tuG7rn to DwhD7iskey and wine
But, when it's Gcrying tG7ime for me, wCell, I turn to my ole' piano
And I Glet thosDe old iGvories cry for me
GIvory G7tears, Civory teaGrs, my oDld pianoD7, it's crying, crying
GIvory G7tears, CivoryG teaDrs, dD7rippiGng from every melo-dy
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