| 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 been down in the dumps. |
| The drummer’s in bed, |
| He got a pain in his head. |
| No Johnny, |
| There’ll be no band tonight.» |
| The clock was stickin’close to ten |
| The mailman came runnin’in. |
| He said, «Any-body here named Johnny? |
| I got a Special deliv’ry for him.» |
| «It's from a woman he knows, |
| It’s from his Bayou Rose, |
| The girl of his dreams |
| wants a wedding ring» |
| …Love Rosie |
| «I've got a letter for him». |
| Well Johnny jumped up from his beer |
| Told the mailman, «Yes I’m here» |
| An’then he read it out loud to the bar room crowd |
| But before they had a chance to cheer |
| 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 rainin' |
| The drummer was drummn’just like and insane man. |
| They tore off the roof they knocked down the doors |
| And Johnny an’his bride drove away in her Ford |
| Slappin’the dash to the beat of the band |
| Draggin’behind them a string of tin cans |
| And they ain’t been back yet but I know when they do Johnny’s gonna play some of the sweetest blues |