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Tilburgse muziekkenner onthult: aangespoelde pianoman is Billy Joel

Tilburgzeikt ontving van Cor van Spaendonck, TilburgZeikt-redacteur en bekende Tilburgse muziekkenner gespecialiseerd in vergaande tekstanalyse het volgende bericht.

Dè ze nie weten wie diejen aangespoelde pianist is in Engeland? Ammol kwats. 't Is gewoon Billy Joel.
Het liedje is vanuit de ik-persoon geschreven, kek mar wek heb ondergestreept. En in het refrein zinge ze ammol "you're the pianoman", tegen diejen ik-persoon dus. Un klèn bietje nodenken meense! Zen ze doar al drie doage on't zuuke. Gewoon mèn efkes bellen, dan wittet gelijk.
Trouwens, een ander puntje die Johnny Jordaan gift zelf toe det un coke-dealer is: "dat witte spul krijg je van me kado". Hadde gij in al die joare nie gevonden, Peter Roland de Vries!!!


ARTIST: Billy Joel TITLE: Piano Man Lyrics and Chords

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 and gin

/ C Em Am C / F C D7 G / 1st / F G C - /

He says, "Son can you play me a memory
I'm not really sure how it goes
But it's sad and it sweet and I knew it complete
When I wore a younger man's clothes"

{Bridge}
La la-la di-di da
La-la di-di da, da dum

/ Am - D7 F / Am - D7 - G - - - /

{Refrain}
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 feeling all right

Now John at the bar is a friend of mine
He gets me my drinks for free
And he's a quick with a joke or a 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"

{Bridge}

Now Paul is a real estate novelist
Who never had time for a wife
And he's talking with Davey 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 drinking alone

{Refrain}

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 coming to see
To forget about life for awhile

And the piano sounds like a carnival
And the microphone smells like a beer
And they sit at the bar and put bread in my jar (bread and honey, rijmt op money, jar is het mandje op de piano)
And say "Man, what are you doing here"

{Bridge}

{Refrain}

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