It's nine o'clock on a Saturday

The regular crowd shuffles in

There's an old man sitting next to me

Makin' love to his tonic and gin

He says, "Son, can you play me a memory

I'm not really sure how it goes

But it's sad and it's sweet and I knew it complete

When I wore a younger man's clothes."

la la la, di da da

La la, di di da da dum

Sing us a song, you're the piano man

Sing us a song tonight

Well, we're all in the mood for a melody

And you've got us  feelin' all right

Now John at the bar is a friend of mine

He gets me my drinks for free

And he's quick with a joke and he'll light up your smoke
But there's some place that he'd rather be

And the waitress is practicing politics

As the businessman slowly gets stoned

Yes, they're sharing a drink they call loneliness

But it's better than drinkin' alone

And the piano, it sounds like a carnival

And the microphone smells like a beer
And they sit at the bar and put bread in my jar
And say, "Man, what are you doin' here?"

Oh, la la la, di da da

La la, di da da da dum

sing us a song you're the piano man

sing us a song tonight

well we're all in the mood for a melody

and you got us all feeling alright