One for My Baby (And One More for the Road)

Hey, John, (Yes, sir) come on let's have a drink (If you insist)

It's quarter to three

There's no one in the place, except you and me

Set 'em up, Joe

You know, John, I've got a little story that you ought to know

Wait until you hear about this

We're drinkin' my friend

To the end of a brief episode

I'm telling ya, that's what happened

Make it one for my baby, and one more for the road

Here's to you

(Cheers)

(I've got the routine) Oh, no you too?

(So drop another nickel in the machine)

(Man, I'm feeling so bad) Wow

(I wish you'd make that music dreamy and sad)

(I could tell you a lot, you too right?)

(But you got to be true to your code) Okay

Make it one for my baby, and one more for the road

You'd never know it but, buddy, I'm a kind of poet

Yeah, that's right, I've got a lot of things to say

And when I'm gloomy

You simply got to listen to me

Until it's talked away

Let's have another drink

Bartender fill it up again, will ya?

That's how it goes

John, I know you're getting very anxious to close

(You don't know me well enough)

(Tony, thanks for the cheer)

(I hope you don't my bending your ear)

('Cause this torch that I found must be drowned)

(Or it soon might explode)

Make it one for my baby, and one more for the road

Take it home now

That long (that long) road

Let's leave it here

Sleep tight