Lyrics Piano Man - Sydney Rose

It's nine 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
But it's sad and it's sweet and I knew it complete
When I wore a younger man's clothes"

Oh, la, di-da, di-dee-da
La, di-dee-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, di-da, di-dee,da
Di-da, di-dee-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 practising politics
As the businessmen slowly get stoned
Yes, they're sharin' 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
Oh, 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
The manager gives me a smile
'Cause he knows that it's me they've been coming to see
To forget about life for a while
And the piano sounds like a carnival
And the microphone smells like a beer
And they sit at the bar, They put bread in my jar
They say, "Man, what are you doin' here?"