A crow, a storm The eternal The prophecy It's a promise to us all Shadows will be rising soon The Nine sing Once upon a dream ago We're the ones you've left alone Break the seal, find the red door

Rudy can't fail Rudie can't fail I went to the market to realize my soul First they curse, then they press me till I hurt Sing, Michael, sing On the route of the nineteen bus Hear them sayin' How you get a rude and a reckless?

But I ain't in Checotah anymore I'm in a world so wide It makes me feel small sometimes I miss the big blue skies The Oklahoma kind Where sixty-nine meets forty There's a single-stoplight town And back when I was really young A part of that burned down

All of my lovin' and everything The little girl she done put me down Yeah, ain't that a pity People ain't that a cryin' shame Ain't that a pity I declare it's a cryin' shame She wait till it got nine below zero And put me down for another man I give her

La la, di da da da dum Sing us a song tonight Oh, la la la, di da da Sing us a song you're the piano man Well we're all in the mood for a melody And you got us feeling alright It's nine o'clock on a Saturday The regular crowd shuffles in There's an old

La la, di da da da dum Sing us a song tonight Oh, la la la, di da da Sing us a song you're the piano man Well we're all in the mood for a melody And you got us feeling alright It's nine o'clock on a Saturday The regular crowd shuffles in There's an old

You get yours and I'll get mine Chasing whiskey, sipping shine Gripping nickel plated nines So you get yours and I'll get mine On that Mason-Dixon line Engine, engine number 9 The caboose is loose the train track's unattached and I Engine, engine number

Case open, case shut Isn't it tragic? But you could pay to close it like a casket The D.A. is dressed to the nines In the mirror he practices all his lines To his closing argument twelve hearts beat in favor I'm guessing that he read the morning paper

Over the castle on the hill We watched the sunset over the castle on the hill But I can't wait to go home I'm on my way Driving at ninety down those country lanes Singing to "Tiny Dancer" And I miss the way you make me feel, and it's real When I was six

On the day we fell in love Dancing on the hood in the middle of the woods Of an old Mustang, where we sang Songs with all our childhood friends Oops I got ninety-nine problems singing bye, bye, bye Hold up, if you wanna go and take a ride with me Better