The Piano Man he stands by his tool,
His master piece, his heart and soul,
They sang his songs in the streets and taverns,
The bar maids and the gutter snips,
There is his worldly success,
He sees it every day.
Written on walls and graffiti
Our Piano Man walks by them,
He looks and smiles and his heart is warm,
He is not famous, no large house, very little money,
But he has made the common people sing,
And that is all he cares about.
His master piece, his heart and soul,
They sang his songs in the streets and taverns,
The bar maids and the gutter snips,
There is his worldly success,
He sees it every day.
Written on walls and graffiti
Our Piano Man walks by them,
He looks and smiles and his heart is warm,
He is not famous, no large house, very little money,
But he has made the common people sing,
And that is all he cares about.




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