It`s nine o`clock on a Saturday
The regular crowd shuffles in
There`s an old man sitting next to me
Making 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"
Oh, la ~ ~
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 feeling 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 smoke
But there's someplace that he'd rather be
He says, "Bill, I believe this is killing me."
As the 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"
Oh, la ~ ~
Now Paul is a real estate novelist
Who never had time for a wife
And he`s talking with Davy who`s still in the navy
And probably will be for life
And the waitress is practicing politics
As the businessmen slowly get stoned
Yes, they`re sharing a drink they call loneliness
But it`s better than drinking alone
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 feeling alright
It`s a pretty good crowd for a Saturday
And the manager gives me a smile
'Cause he knows that it`s me they`ve been comin' to see
To forget about life for a while
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 doing here?"
Oh, la ~ ~
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 feeling alright