Billy Joel - Piano

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 melody?

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, de de da,

La la, de de da da da.

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, de de da,

La la, de de da da da.

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've got us feelin' 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, de de da,

La la, de de da da da.

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.