Jas Hilsdon - Mother Played Piano Lyrics

When I was just an embryo within my Mother's womb
I stretched my legs and kicked about to give myself some room
It took me nine whole months to grow
I had nowhere else to go
I didn't have a radio
But Mother played piano

Oh, did she weave, and did she sew?
And did she bake the cookie dough?
All that and more, I'll have you know
Mother played piano
Piano music night and morn
I'm glad it wasn't accordion
I learned to sing before I was born
Mother played piano

My head was pressed against her heart, I listened to it beat
And I tapped out a counter-part against her with my feet
Oh, it was lovely hangin' round
Inside out and upside down
Gettin' wove into the sound
As Mother played piano

Oh, did she weave, and did she sew?
And did she bake the cookie dough?
All that and more, I'll have you know
Mother played piano
Piano music night and morn
I'm glad it wasn't accordion
I learned to sing before I was born
Mother played piano

Every time I turned around, I heard another tune
Now there's Moonlight Sonata, now Debussy's Claire de Lune
The first impressions I did form
Beethoven was a thunderstorm
Bach and Brahms were nice and warm
When Mother played piano

Oh, did she weave, and did she sew?
And did she bake the cookie dough?
All that and more, I'll have you know
Mother played piano
Piano music night and morn
I'm glad it wasn't accordion
I learned to sing before I was born
Mother played piano

And that must be father at her side, and nicely does he croon
When I get out, I'll ask him for the title to that tune
When I was done, I began to shout
I think it's time that I came out
I kicked my legs and thrashed about
And Mother played piano

Oh, did she weave, and did she sew?
And did she bake the cookie dough?
All that and more, I'll have you know
Mother played piano
Piano music night and morn
I'm glad it wasn't accordion
I learned to sing before I was born
Mother played piano

From dust we come, and to dust we go n'between the lumps of mud
It's harmony and counter-point are runnin' in the blood
When she was done delivering,
The doctor slapped me on my thing
I got up and began to sing
And Mother played piano
Oh, did she weave, and did she sew?
And did she bake the cookie dough?
All that and more, I'll have you know
Mother played piano
Piano music night and morn
I'm glad it wasn't accordion
I learned to sing before I was born
Mother played piano

Oh, did she weave, and did she sew?
And did she bake the cookie dough?
All that and more, I'll have you know
Mother played piano
Piano music night and morn
I'm glad it wasn't accordion
I learned to sing before I was born
Mother played piano!