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Pat Mcgee Band

Genres: Rock

Piano Man Lyrics - Pat Mcgee Band

Well 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 melody? 

But i'm not really sure how it goes, 

It's sad and it's sweet and I knew it complete 

When i wore a younger man's clothes." 

 

La da de da da de 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 feeling all right. 

 

The John at the bar, he's a friend of mine, 

Gets me my drinks for free, 

And he's quick with a joke, or a light of your smoke, 

But there's someplace that he'd rather be. 

 

He says "Jonathan I believe this is killing me," 

As a smile ran away from his face. 

"Well i'm sure that I could be a porno star, 

If I could get out of this place." 

 

La da de da da de 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 feeling alright. 

 

Paul's a real estate novelist, 

Who never had time for a wife. 

And he's talking with Davey, 

Who's still in the Navy, 

And thats probably why. 

 

And the waitress is practicing politics, 

While everybody in Rochester slowly get's stoned. 

Yes they're sharing a drink they call lonelyness, 

But it's better than drinking 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've got us feeling alright. 

 

It's a pretty good crowd for a Saturday 

And the manager gives me a smile 

''cause he knows that it's Pat Mcgee they been comming to see 

To forget about life for a while. 

 

The Piano sounds like a carnival, 

And the microphone smells like a beer. 

And they sit at the bar, and put bread in my jar 

And they say "can I get you a beer?" 

 

La la la de da da de 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 feeling alright.