TWO GLASSES, JOE
(Cindy Walker)

Ernest Tubb - 1948


Setup two glasses, Joe
And turn the jukebox low
And let me set here and reminisce.
While, I pretend that she is still sitting here with me
The way she did not long ago

We use to paint the town red
And dance until two
I don’t paint it red no more 
But I’m paintin’ it blue 

He stole her love, I know
But he can’t stop me, Joe
From having just a dream or two

Setup 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 that loves her
And will till I die
From the very first hello until the last goodbye

And this is it you know
So, fill Two Glasses, Joe
Then leave me here alone to cry


(Contributed by lylemalone - January 2005)