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It's nine o' clock on a Saturday 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 La la de de da da da |
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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 |
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Or to light up a smoke 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 a 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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La la la de de da La la de de da da da |
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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 |
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Who's still in the navy 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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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, 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 a while. |
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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 La la de de da da da |
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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. |
