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