Intro 1v
C--C/B--Am--Am/G--F---Em--D--G
v.1
It's Cnine o'C/Bclock on a AmSaturdayAm/G
FThe regular Emcrowd shuffles DinG
There's an Cold manC/B sittin Amnext to meAm/G
Makin' Flove to his Gtonic and Cgin
He said "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"
AmLa la AmGla di-di-Dda,F-Am la Am/Gla di-di-Dda, da Gdum
Chorus:
CSing us a C/Bsong you're the Ampiano manAm/G
FSing us a Emsong toDnightG
Cause Cwe're all in the C/Bmood for a AmmelodyAm/G
And Fyou've got us Gfeelin' alCright
v.2
Now John at the bar is a friend of mine
Who 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 a smile ran away from his face
"But 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
v.3
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
They're sharing a drink they call loneliness
But it's better than drinkin' alone
Instr. Brk.
Rpt. Ch.
v.4
It's a pretty good crowd for a Saturday
And the manager gives me a smile
Cause he knows that it's me they been comin' to see
To forget about life for awhile
And the piano sounds like a carnival
And the microphone smells like a beer
An 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
Rpt. Ch.