Saturday, October 09, 2010

It's nine o'clock on a Saturday

La cantante mondana by Giovanni Boldini
La cantante mondana, by Giovanni Boldini, 1884

It's nine o'clock on a Saturday
The Regular crowd shuffles in
There's an old man sitting 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 da da
La la, di da da da dum


Chorus:
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"


Oh, la la la, di da da
La la, di da 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 drinkin' alone


Chorus
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


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 jar
And say, "Man, what are you doin' here?"


Oh, la la la, di da da
La la, di da da da dum


Chorus:
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

3 comments:

Trulyfool said...

Claudia,

I'm glad you put these up text-first before signaling the writer.

First I assumed it was a book poet, but then realized it was too 'contemp' and song like -- zap: the chorus.

Trying to place it in time, I thought not rhymey enough for Bob Dylan, not pseudo-Nawlins like Randy Newman. Could it be Harry Chapin, I asked myself. No, how about what's-his-name. Don McLean.

Then appears Billy Joel.

I was wrong, but not terrible wrong. I intend to give myself 30 of the possible 100 points.

Claudia said...

Trulyfool,

Well done! So far nobody has beaten your score!

I love this song.

willow said...

Okay. You've made me want to dig out my old Billy Joel album....