written by Warren Zevon 1993 Zevon Music BMI  Mom and Papa bought a Chickering  Every day I'd sit and play that thing  I practiced hard; it was more than a whim  I played with grim determination, Jim  Someone called Piano Fighter  I'm a holy roller, I'm a real lowrider  Hold me tight, honey, hold me tighter  Then let me go, Piano Fighter  I worked in sessions and I played in bands  A thousand casuals and one-night stands  Here on Thursday, gone on Friday  Heading down the Dixie highway  Someone called Piano Fighter  I'm a holy roller, I'm a real lowrider  Hold me tight, honey, hold me tighter  Then let me go, Piano Fighter  Maybe I'll go to Reno  Nobody knows my name  I'll play Claire de Lune in a quiet saloon  Steady work for a change  Ain't going down that long, lonesome road  Ain't going down that long, lonesome road  Got in trouble down in New Orleans  I must admit that I was strung out, painted in the corner of a limousine  Someone called Piano Fighter  I'm a thin ice walker, I'm a freelance writer  Hold me tight, honey, hold me tighter  Then let me go, Piano Fighter  Someone called Piano Fighter  I'm a holy roller, I'm a real lowrider  Hold me tight, honey, hold me tighter  Then let me go, Piano Fighter