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.

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

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


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


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


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