Its nine oclock on a Saturday
The regular crowd shuffles in
Theres an old man sitting next to me
Makin love to his tonic and gin
He says, "Son, can you play me a memory
Im not really sure how it goes
But its sad and its sweet and I knew it complete
When I wore a younger mans clothes."
la la la, di da da
La la, di di da da dum
Chorus:
Sing us a song, youre the Piano man
Sing us a song tonight
Well, were all in the mood for a melody
And youve got us all feelin all right
Now John at the bar is a friend of mine
He gets me my drinks for free
And hes quick with a joke and hell light up your smoke
But theres some place that hed rather be
He says, "Bill, I believe this is killing me."
As his smile ran away from his face
"Well Im sure that I could be a movie star
If I could get out of this place"
Oh, la la la, di da da
La la, di da da da dum
Now Paul is a real estate novelist
Who never had time for a wife
And hes talkin with Davy, whos still in the Navy
And probably will be for life
And the waitress is practicing politics
As the businessman slowly gets stoned
Yes, theyre sharing a drink they call loneliness
But its better than drinkin alone
Chorus
sing us a song youre the Piano man
sing us a song tonight
well were all in the mood for a melody
and you got us all feeling alright
Its a pretty good crowd for a Saturday
And the manager gives me a smile
Cause he knows that its me theyve been comin to see
To forget about their life for a while
And the piano, it sounds like a carnivore
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
Chorus:
sing us a song youre the Piano man
sing us a song tonight
well were all in the mood for a melody
and you got us all feeling alright
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