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
Ra Rara Ririra Rara Ririra Rara
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 upyour smoke
But 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
Oh Ra Rara Ririra
Rara Ririra Rara
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 coming to see
To forget about life for awhile
And 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 doing here?
Oh Ra Rara Ririra
Rara Ririra Rara
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
And you've got us
feeling alright
And you've got us
feeling alright
