Classic Poem

VERSE

A table near the band,
A small one;
Some cigarettes, a drink,
Yes, a tall one.
And, waiter, I could use
A chaser for my blues.

REFRAIN

Tonight
I mustn't think of her,
Music, Maestro, please!
Tonight,
Tonight I must forget how much I need her.
So Mister Leader,
Play your lilting melodies.
Ragtime, jazz-time, swing,
Any old thing,
To help me ease the pain
That solitude can bring.
She used to like waltzes,
So please don't play a waltz.
She danced divinely
And I loved her so.
But there I go.
Tonight I mustn't think of her,
No more memories.
Swing out,
Tonight I must forget,
Music, Maestro, please!