It`s nine o` clock on a saturdayThe 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 sweetAnd I knew it complete
When I wore a younger man`s clothes
Da da da da de de daDa da de de da da
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` alright.
Now John at the bar is a friend of mine
He gets me my drinks for free
And he`s quick with a joke
Or to light up your smokeBut there`s someplace that he`d rather be.
He says Bill, I believe this is killing me,
As a smile ran away from his face.
Well I`m sure that I could be a movie star
If I could get out of this place.
Da da ...
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` alright.
Now Paul is a realestate novelist,
Who never had time for a wife.
And he,s talking with Davy
Who`s still in the navyAnd probably will be for life.
And the waitress is practicing politics
As the buissnessman slowly gets stoned
Yes they`re sharing a drink they call loneliness
But it`s better than drinking alone.
INSTRUMENTAL
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` alright.
It`s a pretty good crowd for a saturday,And the manager gives me a smile.
`Cause he knows that it`s meThat they`ve been coming to see.
To forget about life for a while.
And the piano sounds like a carneval
Ande 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 ?
Da da ..
Sing us a song ...