Piano Man (Live at Yankee Stadium, Bronx, NY, June, 1990)

It's nine o'clock on a saturday
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"

La, la-la, di-di da
La-la, di-di da, da-dum

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"

La, la-la, di-di da
La-la, di-di da, da-dum

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 practicing politics
As the businessmen slowly get stoned
Yes, they're sharing a drink they call loneliness
But it's better than drinking alone
And I just say

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)

Ah, it's a pretty good crowd for a stadium
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?"

La, la-la, di-di da
La-la, di-di da, da-dum

(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)

Thank you New York