Dr. Malice: I always imagined the chorus to be a Barbershop Quartet, of sorts, behind the saloon bar slinging drinks to the patrons. Its not until I finished the song that I realized that I wrote the character of the Piano as if she was a jilted lover.
lyrics
The Dirt Jazz Saloon
Verse 1:
Well a long time ago
In a city out West
Sat a mighty baby grand
And I think you might’ve guessed
This piano was played night and day
Until one day that her owner ran away
Baby Grand just sat there twinkling her keys
But that beautiful melody just swayed with the breeze
You see, Ol’ Jimmy, in search of fortune & Fame
Just wanted someone to remember his name
When Jim was a child, he could barely stand
To be without an instrument in his hand
It had become his life and consumed every thought
And left him with a shadow of doubt
“Do I wanna sit at a bar, killing my kidneys?
No, that won't go far.
When I could play music out in New York City?”
And with that left town in a jiffy.
Chorus:
Welcome to the Dirt Jazz Saloon
Where the whiskey’s cheap
And the bartenders croon
And in the light of the Moon
It’s a nice place to sleep
At least, that’s what I’d Assume
Verse 2:
Jim walked through that big bright city of lights
But could feel that something just wasn’t right
Though completely alone he had the sudden thought
That someone was following him in the dark
You see little did he know, but he would soon find out
That the saloon piano was up and about
He quickened his pace and ran to a cab
But could feel that same presence as he got in the back
He looked up and saw the startling truth
He was being followed by the piano from the Saloon
But with a swift hit from the fall of the boom
The piano took Ol’ Jim back home to the saloon
to his doom
Chorus:
Welcome to the Dirt Jazz Saloon
Where the whiskey’s cheap
And the bartenders croon
And in the light of the Moon
It’s a nice place to sleep
At least, that’s what I’d Assume
