Lletres: Nat King Cole. 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 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 me, too
I'll be there to welcome you
That's why I keep going back
That's why I keep goin' back to Joe's