It's nine o'clock on a SaturdayThe regular crowd shuffles inThere's an old man sittin' next to meMakin' love to his tonic and gin
He says, "Son can you play me a memory?I'm not really sure how it goesBut it's sad and it's sweet and I knew it completeWhen I wore a younger man's clothes"
La, la-la, di-di-daLa-la di-di-da da-dum
Sing us a song, you're the piano manSing us a song tonightWell, we're all in the mood for a melodyAnd you've got us feelin' alright
Now John at the bar is a friend of mineHe gets me my drinks for freeAnd he's quick with a joke, or to light up your smokeBut 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 starIf I could get out of this place"
Oh, la, la-la, di-di-daLa-la di-di-da da-dum
Now Paul is a real estate novelistWho never had time for a wifeAnd he's talkin' with Davy, who's still in the navyAnd probably will be for life
And the waitress is practicing politicsAs the businessmen slowly get stonedYes, they're sharing a drink they call lonelinessBut it's better than drinkin' alone
Sing us the song, you're the piano manSing us a song tonightWell, we're all in the mood for a melodyAnd you've got us feelin' alright
It's a pretty good crowd for a SaturdayAnd the manager gives me a smile'Cause he knows that it's me they've been comin' to seeTo forget about life for a while
And the piano, it sounds like a carnivalAnd the microphone smells like a beerAnd they sit at the bar and put bread in my jarAnd say man what are you doin' here?
Oh, la, la-la, di-di-daLa-la di-di-da da-dum
Sing us the song, you're the piano manSing us a song tonightWell, we're all in the mood for a melodyAnd you've got us feelin' alright