It’s ten o’clock on a Monday The regular crowd shuffles in There’s an old man sittin’ 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”
Da, da-da, de-de-da Da-da, 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 some place 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”
Da, da-da, de-de-da Da-da, 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
It’s a pretty good crowd for a Monday 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?”
Da, da-da, de-de-da Da-da, de-de-da, da-da
Sing us the 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