Saturday, September 1, 2007

Play me a Song the Piano Man

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 da daLa 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 all feelin' alright

It's a pretty good crowd for a Saturday 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 jarAnd say, "Man, what are you doin' here?"


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 all feeling alright