It's 9 o'clock on a saturday 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. It's sad and sweet and I knew it complete When I wore a younger man's clothes."
CHORUS Sing us a song, you're the Piano Man Sing us a song tonight We're all in the mood for a melody And You've got us feeling alright CHORUS ENDS
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 a light of your smoke But there's someplace that he'd rather be
He says "Bill, I believe this is killing me." As a smile ran away fron his face "Well I'm sure that i could be a movie star If I could get out of this place."
CHORUS
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 businessman slowly gets stoned They're sharing a drink they call loneliness But it's better than drinking alone
CHORUS
It's a pretty good crowd for a Saturday And the manager gives me a smile 'Cause he knows it's me they've been coming to see To forget about life for a while
The piano 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?"