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It's nine o'clock on a Saturday |
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the regular crowd shuffles in |
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There's an old man sitting next to me |
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Makin' love to his tonic and gin |
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He says, Son can you play me a memory |
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I'm not really sure how it goes |
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But it's sad and it's sweet and I knew it complete |
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When I wore a younger man's clothes |
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La la la de de da |
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la la lade da da dum |
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Chorus: |
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Sing us a song, you're the piano man |
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sing us a song tonight |
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Well, we're all in the mood for a melody |
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And you've got us feelin' alright |
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Now John at the bar is a friend of mine |
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He gets me my drinks for free |
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And he's quick with a joke or to light up your smoke |
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But there's someplace that he'd rather be |
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He says Bill, I believe this is killing me |
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As the smile ran away from his face |
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Well I'm sure that I could be a movie star |
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If I could get out of this place |
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Oh, la la la de de da |
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la la de de da da dum |
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Now Paul is a real estate novelist |
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Who never had time for a wife |
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And he's talking with Davy who's still in the navy |
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And probably will be for life |
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And the waitress is practicing politics |
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As the businessmen slowly get stoned |
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Yes, they're sharing a drink they call loneliness |
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But it's better than drinking alone |
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Chorus: |
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Sing us a song, you're the piano man |
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Sing us a song tonight. |
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Well, we're all in the mood for a melody |
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And you've got us feelin' alright. |
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It's a pretty good crowd for a Saturday, |
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And the manager gives me a smile |
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'Cause he knows that it's me they've been coming to see |
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To forget about life for awhile. |
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And the piano sounds like a carnival |
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And the microphone smells like a beer |
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And they sit at the bar and put bread in my jar |
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And say "Man, what are you doin' here?" |
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La la la de de da |
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la la de de da da dum |
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Chorus: |
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Sing us a song, you're the piano man |
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Sing us a song tonight. |
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Well, we're all in the mood for a melody |
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And you've got us feelin' alright. |
