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, "Anybody here named Johnny? I got a special delivery for him"
"It's from a woman he knows, it's from his Bayou Rose
The girl of his dreams wants a wedding ring"