Right, so i've missed a couple of the fills, but hey. Everything that is here is bang on, i've given you the timing so, play away. Terrar! Standard tuning Cmj7 Dsus2sus4 Am7/G (302020@1) 0 3 0 1 3 1 0 0 0 2 0 2 2 x x X x 3 G6 (320000@1) G5 (355xxx@1) Gmj9(no3rd) 3 3 3 3 3 3 0 0 0 0 0 0 2 x 0 3 3 2 G7 (320001@1) 1 0 0 0 0 0 Timing 3/4 C (x32010@1) Cmj7 Am (x02210@1) Am7/GIts (302020@1)nine o'clock on a saturday F (133211@1) C (x32010@1) D (xx0232@1) Dsus2sus4 The regular crowd shuffles in C (x32010@1) Cmj7 Am (x02210@1) Am7/GThere's (302020@1)an old man sitting next to me F (133211@1) G6 (320000@1) C (x32010@1) CMakin (x32010@1)love to his tonic and gin C (x32010@1) Cmj7 Am (x02210@1) Am7/G (302020@1) F (133211@1) G6 (320000@1) C (x32010@1) C (x32010@1) F7 (131241@1) F7 (131241@1) C (x32010@1) Cmj7 Am (x02210@1) Am7/GHe (302020@1)says, son, can you play me a memory? F (133211@1) C (x32010@1) D (xx0232@1) Dsus2sus4 I'm not really sure how it goes C (x32010@1) Cmj7 Am (x02210@1) Am7/GBut (302020@1)its sad and its sweet and I knew it complete F (133211@1) G6 (320000@1) C (x32010@1) C (x32010@1) When I wore a younger mans clothes Am (x02210@1) Am7/G (302020@1) D (xx0232@1) F (133211@1) La la la, de de da (xx0232@1) Am (x02210@1) Am7/G (302020@1) D/F# (200232@1) D (xx0232@1)G5 (355xxx@1)Gmj9(no 3rd) C (x32010@1) G7 (320001@1) La la, de de da da da Chorus: Sing us a song, you're the piano man Sing us a song tonight Well, were 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 'Im sure that I could be a movie star If I could get out of this place Oh, la la la, de de da La la, de de da da da 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 its better than drinkin' alone Chorus Its a pretty good crowd for a Saturday And the manager gives me a smile cause he knows that its 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, de de da La la, de de da da da