I Keep Goin' Back To Joe's

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 [A7are.
He was [Am7]there when you [A7walked out on [C7]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 [C7]find me
Every night until it's time to [C7]close.
Just in case you [A7miss me, too,
I'll be [Am]there to [C7]welcome you.
That's why I keep going back...
That's why I keep goin' back...
To Joe's.