Somebody Asked Me Yesterday

Somebody Asked Me Yesterday

Somebody asked me yesterday

When I was on the Number 3

If he was going the right way

To get where he wanted to be.

Where is it that you want to go?

The station he said was uptown

And I explained that wasn’t so

Since our train was going down.

He said the train was going up,

And that is fortunate because

I meant to find a Brooklyn stop,

Not even knowing where I was.

He asked me if the train was due

To stop on Ninety-sixth or not;

While, once again, I told him to

Get off the train since I forgot

The local train could get him there

And not the Number 3 Express,

Although the 3 was headed where

He had been going nonetheless.

So, all in all, the knowledge that

Is my advice is awfully wrong

And yet no matter where I’m at

Somehow that I still get along,

And if he hadn’t asked me for

Directions he had asked of me

I would’ve been a lot, lot more

Lost than it was I came to be.

So when it comes to give advice

To anybody needing it

What I have come to recognize

Is, it is for my benefit.