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Version 2 of
Billy Joel Lyrics
Piano Man

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Version 2 of the lyrics

Version 3 of
Billy Joel Lyrics
Piano Man

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Version 3 of the lyrics

  It's nine o' clock on a saturday  It's nine o' clock on a saturday
  The regular crowd shuffles in  The regular crowd shuffles in
  There's an old man sitting next to me  There's an old man sitting next to me
  Makin' love to his tonic and gin  Makin' love to his tonic and gin
  He says, "Son can you play me a memory?  He says, "Son can you play me a memory?
  I'm not really sure how it goes,  I'm not really sure how it goes,
  But it's sad and it's sweet and I knew it complete  But it's sad and it's sweet and I knew it complete
  When I wore a younger man's clothes"  When I wore a younger man's clothes"
      
  Da da da da de de da  Da da da da de de da
  Da da de de da da  Da da de de da da
  Sing us a song you're the piano man,  Sing us a song you're the piano man,
  Sing us a song tonight  Sing us a song tonight
  Well, we're all in the mood for a melody  Well, we're all in the mood for a melody
  And you've got us feelin' alright  And you've got us feelin' alright
      
  Now John at the bar is a friend of mine  Now John at the bar is a friend of mine
  He gets me my drinks for free  He gets me my drinks for free
  And he's quick with a joke  And he's quick with a joke
  Or to light up your smoke  Or to light up your smoke
  But there's someplace that he'd rather be.  But there's someplace that he'd rather be.
  He says, "Bill, I believe this is killing me,"  He says, "Bill, I believe this is killing me,"
  As a smile ran away from his face  As a smile ran away from his face
  "Well I'm sure that I could be a movie star  "Well I'm sure that I could be a movie star
  If I could get out of this place."  If I could get out of this place."
      
  Da da . . .  Da da . . .
  Sing us a song you're the piano man,  Sing us a song you're the piano man,
  Sing us a song tonight  Sing us a song tonight
  Well, we're all in the mood for a melody  Well, we're all in the mood for a melody
  And you've got us feelin' alright  And you've got us feelin' alright
      
1  Now Paul is a realestate         novelist,   Now Paul is a real estate novelist, 1
  Who never had time for a wife  Who never had time for a wife
  And he's talking with Davy  And he's talking with Davy
2  Who's still in the navy and probably will be for life   Who's still in the Navy and probably will be for life 2
  And the waitress is practicing politics  And the waitress is practicing politics
3  As the buissnessman slowly gets stoned   As the businessman slowly gets stoned 3
  Yes they're sharing a drink they call loneliness  Yes they're sharing a drink they call loneliness
  But it's better than drinking alone  But it's better than drinking alone
      
  [INSTRUMENTAL]  [INSTRUMENTAL]
      
  Sing us a song, you're the piano man,  Sing us a song, you're the piano man,
  Sing us a song tonight  Sing us a song tonight
  Well we're all in the mood for a melody  Well we're all in the mood for a melody
  And you've got us feelin' alright  And you've got us feelin' alright
      
4  It's a pretty good crowd for a saturday,   It's a pretty good crowd for a Saturday, 4
  And the manager gives me a smile  And the manager gives me a smile
  'Cause he knows that it's me  'Cause he knows that it's me
  That they've been coming to see  That they've been coming to see
  To forget about life for a while  To forget about life for a while
5  And the piano sounds like a carneval   And the piano sounds like a carnival 5
  Ande the microphone smells like a beer  Ande the microphone smells like a beer
  And they sit at the bar and put bread in my jar  And they sit at the bar and put bread in my jar
  And say "Man what are you doin' here?"  And say "Man what are you doin' here?"
      
  Da da . .  Da da . .
  Sing us a song . . .  Sing us a song . . .
      


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