Piano Man Album

Artist(s): Billy Joel

Cover Art

Billy Joel Piano Man Cover Art

Tracklist

Travelin' Prayer

length: 4:17
producer: Michael Stewart
lead vocals: Billy Joel
engineer: Ron Malo
arranger: Michael Omartian
fiddle: Billy Armstrong
banjo: Eric Weissberg
drums (drum set): Ron Tutt
mouth harp & electric piano: Billy Joel
composer: Billy Joel
lyricist: Billy Joel

Hey Lord, take a look all around
And I'd a find where my baby's gonna be
Hey Lord, would ya look out for her tonight
'Cause she is far across the sea
Hey Lord, would ya look out for her tonight
And make sure that she's gonna be alright
And things are gonna be alright with me

Hey Lord, would ya look out for her tonight
And make sure that all her dreams are sweet
Said now, would ya guide her on the roads
And make them softer for her feet
Hey Lord, would ya look out for her tonight
And make sure that she's gonna be alright
Until she's home and here with me

Hey, Lord would ya look out for her tonight
If she is sleepin' under the sky
Said now, make sure the ground she's sleepin' on
Is always warm and dry
Um, don'tcha give her too much rain
Try to keep her away from pain
Because my baby hates to cry

Hey Lord, would ya look out for her tonight
'Cause it gets rough along the way
Said now, this song seems strange is just because
I don't know how to pray
Um, won'tcha give her peace of mind
And if you ever find the time
Won'tcha tell her I miss her everyday

Hey Lord, take a look all around
And I'd a-find where my baby's gonna be
Hey Lord, would ya look out for her tonight
'Cause she is far across the sea
Hey Lord, would ya look out for her tonight
And make sure that she's gonna be alright
Until she's home and here with me
With me

Piano Man

length: 5:39
producer: Michael Stewart
engineer: Ron Malo
arranger: Michael Omartian
guitar: Larry Carlton, Dean Parks and William Bennett
percussion: Bobbye Hall
lead vocals: Billy Joel
electric bass guitar: Wilton Felder
drums (drum set): Ron Tutt
keyboard & accordion: Michael Omartian
harmonica & piano: Billy Joel
composer: Billy Joel
lyricist: Billy Joel
It's nine o'clock on a Saturday
The Regular crowd shuffles in
There's an old man sitting 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 da da
La la, di da 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"

Oh, la la la, di da da
La la, di da 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 drinkin' alone

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 feeling alright

It's a pretty good crowd for a Saturday
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?"

Oh, la la la, di da da
La la, di da 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 got us feeling alright

Ain't No Crime

length: 3:20
producer: Michael Stewart
lead vocals: Billy Joel
engineer: Ron Malo
arranger: Michael Omartian
organ & piano: Billy Joel
drums (drum set): Ron Tutt
composer: Billy Joel
lyricist: Billy Joel
Opening:
You got to open your eyes in the morning,
Nine o'clock comin' without any warnin'
And you gotta get ready to go.

You say you went out late last evenin'
Did a lot of drinkin', come home stinkin',
And you went and fell asleep on the floor.
And then your lady comes and finds you a sleepin'
Starts into weepin' 'bout the hours you been keepin'
And you better get your ass out the door.

Ain't no crime,
Yeah, it's good to get it on to get a load off your mind,
It ain't no crime,
Well, ev'rybody gets that way sometime.
It ain't no crime.
Oh.

Opening

Well now you tell me you love somebody
And you'll love 'em forever, you may love 'em forever,
But you won't like 'em all of the time.
Well now you tell me you need somebody
For the rest of your life you might have somebody,
But you won't want 'em ev'ry day.

Ain't no crime,
Well it's just human nature, happens all the time,
It ain't no crime,
Well ?????
It ain't no crime.
Oh.

Ain't no crime,
Yeah, it's good to get it on to get a load off your mind,
It ain't no crime,
Well it's just human nature, happens all the time,
It ain't no crime.
Oh.

Opening

And just as surely as the wind keeps blowin',
The grass keeps growin', you gotta keep goin',
And the Lord have mercy on your soul.
Oooh, la la la la.

You're My Home

length: 3:14
producer: Michael Stewart
engineer: Ron Malo
arranger: Michael Omartian
piano: Billy Joel
lead vocals: Billy Joel
drums (drum set): Ron Tutt
composer: Billy Joel
lyricist: Billy Joel
When you look into my eyes
And you see the crazy gypsy in my soul
It always comes as a surprise
When I feel my withered roots begin to grow

Well I never had a place
That I could call my very own
But that's all right my love
'Cause you're my home.

When you touch my weary head
And you tell me everything will be all right
You say use my body for your bed
And my love will keep you warm throughout the night

Well I'll never be a stranger
And I'll never be alone
Wherever we're together
That's my home.

Home could be the Pennsylvania turnpike
Indiana's early morning dew
High up in the hills of California
Home is just another word for you

Well I never had a place that I could call my very own
But that's all right my love 'cause you're my home

If I travel all my life
And I never get stop and settle down
Long as I have you by my side
There's a roof above and good walls all around
You're my castle, you're my cabin
And my instant pleasure dome
I need you in my house
'Cause you're my home,
You're my home.

The Ballad of Billy the Kid

length: 5:46
producer: Michael Stewart
lead vocals: Billy Joel
performer: Billy Joel
engineer: Ron Malo
arranger: Jimmie Haskell
drums (drum set): Ron Tutt
harmonica & piano: Billy Joel
composer: Billy Joel
lyricist: Billy Joel
From a town known as Wheeling, West Virginia
Rode a boy with a six gun in his hand
And his daring life of crime
made him a legend in his time
east and west of the Rio Grande.

Well he started with a bank in Colorado
in the pocket of his vest, a Colt he hid
and his age and his size
took the teller by surprise
and, the word spread of Billy the kid

Well he never travelled heavy
yes he always rode alone
and he soon put many older guns to shame
and he never had a sweetheart
and he never had a home
but the cowboy and the rancher knew his name

Well he robbed his way from Utah to Oklahoma
and the largest could not seem to track him down
and it served his legend well
For the folks they loved to tell about
When Billy the kid came to town.

Well one cold day a posse captured Billy
and the judge said "String him up for what he did."
And the cowboys and their kin
like the sea, came pouring in
to watch the hanging of Billy the kid.

Well he never travelled heavy
yes he always rode alone
and he soon put many older guns to shame
and he never had a sweetheart
but he finally found a home
under the boothill grave that bears his name.

From a town known as Oyster Bay Long Island
Rode a boy with a six pack in his hand
and his daring life of crime
made him a legend in his time
east and west of the Rio Grande.

Worse Comes to Worst

length: 3:28
producer: Michael Stewart
performer: Billy Joel
engineer: Ron Malo
arranger: Michael Omartian
composer: Billy Joel
lyricist: Billy Joel
Today I'm livin' like a rich man's son
Tomorrow mornin' I could be a bum
It doesn't matter which direction, though
I know a woman in New Mexico
Chorus:
Worse comes to worst
I'll get along
I don't know how, but sometimes
I can be strong
Oh, and if I don't have a car, I'll hitch
I got a thumb and she's a son of a *****
I do my writing on my road guitar
And make a living at a piano bar, oh
Chorus
Lightning and thunder
Flashed across the roads we drove upon
Oh, but it's clear skies we're under
When I am together, when I sing the song
Chorus
Oh, fun ain't easy if it ain't free
Too many people got a hold on me
But I know something that they don't know
I know a woman in New Mexico
Chorus 3x and fade

Stop in Nevada

length: 3:40
producer: Michael Stewart
performer: Billy Joel
engineer: Ron Malo
arranger: Michael Omartian
composer: Billy Joel
lyricist: Billy Joel
He always found it hard to take her
She wouldn't listen to advice
And though he never tried to make her
She often thought it would be nice

Oh, and now she's headin' out to California
It's been a long time comin' but she's feeling like a woman tonight
And she left a little letter said she's gonna make a stop in Nevada
Goodbye, goodbye.

She tried for years to be a good wife
It never quite got off the ground
And all those stories of the good life
Convinced her not to hang around

Oh, and now she's heading out to California
And she doesn't know what's comin' but she's sure of what she's leaving behind
And she left a little letter said she's gonna make a stop in Nevada
Goodbye, goodbye.

And though she finds it hard to leave him
She knows it would be worse to stay
He wouldn't understand the reasons
That make a woman run away

Oh, and now she's heading out to California
With some money in her pocket she's a rocket on the fourth of July
And she left a little letter said she's gonna make a stop in Nevada
Goodbye, goodbye.

Oh, and now she's heading out to California
With some money in her pocket she's a rocket on the fourth of July
And she left a little letter said she's gonna make a stop in Nevada
Goodbye, goodbye.

If I Only Had the Words (To Tell You)

length: 3:35
producer: Michael Stewart
piano: Billy Joel
lead vocals: Billy Joel
engineer: Ron Malo
arranger: Michael Omartian
drums (drum set): Ron Tutt
composer: Billy Joel
lyricist: Billy Joel
If I only had the words to tell you
If you only had the time to understand
Though I know it wouldn't change your feelings
And I know you'll carry on the best you can.

If I only had the urge to tell you
If you only knew how hard it is to say
When the simple lines have all been taken
And the radio repeats them ev'ry day.

If I never find the song to sing you
If you always find it hard to comprehend
Well, you know there wouldn't be much meaning
If I had to sing those tired words again.

Life goes on and on
And tonight will soon be gone
But if we try we can be sure.

If I only had the words to tell you
If you only had the time to understand
But I only have these arms to hold you
And it's all that you can ask of any man.

La la la la, la la la la

If I only had the words to tell you
If you only had the time to understand
Oh, but I only have these arms to hold you
And it's all that you can ask of any man.


Somewhere Along the Line

length: 3:21
producer: Michael Stewart
lead vocals: Billy Joel
engineer: Ron Malo
arranger: Michael Omartian
background vocals: Laura Creamer
organ & piano: Billy Joel
drums (drum set): Ron Tutt
composer: Billy Joel
lyricist: Billy Joel
Well, it's a rainy night in Paris,
And I'm sitting by the Seine,
It's a pleasure to be soaking in the European rain,
Now my belly's full of fancy food and wine
Oh but in the morning there'll be hell to pay
Somewhere along the line
In the morning there'll be hell hell to pay
Somewhere along the line

Sweet Virginia cigarette burin' in my hand
Well you used to be a friend of mine but now I understand
You've been eating up inside me for some time
Oh and I know you're gonna get me
Somewhere along the line
Well I know you're gonna get me
Somewhere along the line
Somewhere along the line
Well I know it's just a matter of time
Well the fun falls through and the rent comes due
Somewhere along the line

Well you know I love my woman,
And I would not let her down,
And I did my share of lovin' when I used to get around
Now I'm satisfied,
And she is lookin' fine
Oh but you pay for your satisfaction
Somewhere along the line
But you pay for your satisfaction
Somewhere along the line

Hey it's good to be a young man
And to live the way you please
Yes a young man is the king of ev'ry kingdom that he sees
But there's an old and feeble man not far behind
Oh that surely will catch up to him
Somewhere along the line
That surely will catch up to him
Somewhere along the line

Captain Jack

length: 6:55
producer: Michael Stewart
performer: Billy Joel
engineer: Ron Malo
arranger: Michael Omartian
drums (drum set): Rhys Clark
composer: Billy Joel
lyricist: Billy Joel
Saturday night and you're still hangin' around
Tired of living in your one horse town
you'd like to find a little hole in the ground
For awhile

So you go to the village in your tie dyed jeans
And you stare at the junkies and the closet queens
It's like some pornographic magazine
And you smile

Captain Jack will get you high tonight
And take you to your special island
Captain Jack will get you by tonight
Just a little push, and you'll be smilin'

Oh yeah

Your sister's gone out, she's on a date
You just sit at home and masturbate
Your phone is gonna ring soon, but you just can't wait
For that call

So you stand on the corner in your New English clothes
and you look so polished from your hair down to your toes
Ah but still your fingers gonna pick your nose
After all,..

Captain Jack will get you high tonight
And take you to your special island
Captain Jack will get you by tonight
Just a little push, and you'll be smilin'

So you decide to take a holiday
You got your tape deck and your brand new Chevrolet
Ah, there ain't no place to go anyway
What for?

So you got everything, ah, but nothing's cool
They just found your father in the swimming pool
And you guess you won't be going back to school
Anymore.

Captain Jack will get you high tonight
And take you to your special island
Captain Jack will get you by tonight
Just a little push, and you'll be smilin'

So you play your albums, and you smoke your pot
and you meet your girlfriend in the parking lot
Oh but still you're aching for the things you haven't got
What went wrong?

And if you can't understand why your world is so dead,
why you've got to keep in style and feed your head
Well you're 21 and still your mother makes your bed,
And that's too long

Captain Jack will get you high tonight
And take you to your special island
Captain Jack will get you by tonight
Just a little push, and you'll be smilin'

Captain Jack will get you high tonight
And take you to your special island
Captain Jack will get you by tonight
Just a little push, and you'll be smilin'