Well, Johnny come in last night
Man, he was an awful sight
The bartender said, hey, Johnny
There'll be no band tonight
The piano man's drunk, he's been down in the dumps
The drummer's in bed, he's got a pain in his head
No, Johnny
There'll be no band tonight
The clock was ticking close to ten
The mailman came running in
Said, anybody here named Johnny?
I got a special delivery for him
It's from a woman he knows, it's from his bio-rose
The girl of his dreams owns a wedding ring, love rose
I got a letter for him
Yeah, Johnny jumped up from his beard
Told the mailman, yes, I'm here
And then he read it out loud to the barroom crowd
But before they had a chance to chat
He said, call up the band
I'm a happy man
I want them to play on my wedding day
When he told them
They had a chance to cheer
The piano man came
Even though it was raining
The drummer was drumming
Just like an insane man
They tore off the roof
They knocked down the doors
And Johnny and his bride told him
It ain't her fault
Slapping the dutch to the beat of the band
Dragging behind him a string of tin cans
They ain't been back yet
But I know when they do
Johnny gonna play some of the sweetest blues
And he delievered his
So the lad was afraid
He knew I was back
I thought, he's dead

He thought, he's dead
But it was in hand
He's dead
But he's introduced some dirt
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.