Two Glasses, Joe



Set up two glasses, Joe

And turn the jukebox low

And let me sit and reminisce

While I pretend that she

Is sitting here with me

The way she did not long ago



We used to paint the town red

and dance until two

Well, I don't paint it red no more

But I'm painting it blue

He stole her love I know

But he can't stop me, Joe

From having just a dream or two



Set up two glasses, Joe

Maybe you didn't know

But there's a memory in the room

A memory that walks

A memory that talks

And haunts me everywhere I go



I'm just a fool who loves her

And will till I die

From the very first hello

To the last goodbye

Well this is it you know

So fill the glasses Joe

And leave me here alone to cry