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 & 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!"
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 feelin' allright!
Now John at the bar is a friend of mine, he gets me my drinks for free; and he's quick witha joke, or to light up your smoke... but there's some place that he'd rather be...
He says "Bill, I believe this is k