Beat Me, Daddy, Eight to the Bar

Beat Me, Daddy, Eight to the Bar - Ella Fitzgerald and her Orchestra

Written by：Elenor Whiteman Sheehy

I hear you plunking with a bass and guitar oh yes

Oh beat it daddy daddy eight to the bar

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

A plink a plank a plink plank plink plank

A plunking on the keys

A riff a raff a riff raff riff raff

A riffing out with ease

And when he plays with the bass and guitar

They holler out beat me daddy eight to the bar

Plunk it plunk it plunk it her by

I hear you plunking I hear you plunking I hear you plunking her by

Eight to the bar

Come on and beat me come on and beat me

Eight to the bar

Plunk plunk plunk plunk the guitar

Plunk plunk plunk plunk the guitar

Beat me daddy eight to the bar

Beat me daddy eight to the bar

Beat me daddy eight to the bar