Piano Man

                                  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 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'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 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 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 he's talkin' 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 drinkin' 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 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 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 feeling alright