It's nine o'clock
on a Saturday
The 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
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
feeling alright
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
feeling alright
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