My mother bought it secondhand
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From a silent movie star
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It was out of tune but still I learned to play
And with each note we both would smile
Forgetting who we are
And all the pain would simply fly away
Something secondhand and broken
Still can make a pretty sound
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Even if it doesn t have a place to live
Oh, the words were left unspoken
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When my Mama came around
But that Secondhand White Baby Grand
Still had something beautiful to give
Through missing keys and broken strings
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The music was our own
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Until the day we said our last goodbyes
The baby grand was sent away
A child all alone
To pray somebody else would realize
That something secondhand and broken
Still can make a pretty sound
Even if it doesn t have a place to live
Oh, the words are still unspoken
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Now that Mama s not around
But that Secondhand White Baby Grand
Still has something beautiful to give
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For many years the music had to roam
Until we found a way to find a home
So now I wake up every day
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And see her standing there
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Just waiting for a partner to compose
And I wish my mother still could hear
That sound beyond compare
I ll play her song till everybody knows
That something secondhand and broken
Still can make a pretty sound
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Don t we all deserve a family room to live
Oh, the words can t stay unspoken
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Until everyone has found
That Secondhand White Baby Grand
That still has something beautiful to give
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I still have something beautiful to give
