(fisher/segal)



I keep goin' back to joe's

To that table in the corner

Sippin' wine and staring at the door.

Our old waiter knows we're through

Still he sets a place for you

Everything the way it was before.



I keep goin' back to joe's

But the man who plays piano

Never plays your favorite melody.

Joe keeps busy at the bar

Never asks me where you are.

He was there when you walked out on me.



Now I pray you'll walk back in

And you'll say what fools we've been

And we'll celebrate a happy new beginning.

Chances are you'll never show

But you'll know just where to find me

Every night until it's time to close.



Just in case you miss metoo

I'll be there to welcome you.

That's why I keep going back...

That's why I keep goin' back...

To joe's.