| 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 |