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

It's quarter to 3, there's no one in the place except you and me

So, set 'em up, Joe, I've got a little story that you oughta know

We're drinkin', my friend, to the end of a brief episode

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

I got the routine, drop another nickel in the machine, nickel, oh gosh

I'm feelin' so bad, I wish you'd make the music dreamy and sad

I could tell you a lot, but you've gotta be true to your code

So, make it one for my baby and one more for the road

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

And I've got a lotta things to say

And when I'm gloomy, you simply gotta listen to me

Until they're all talked away

That's how it goes, Joe, I know you're getting anxious to close

So, thanks for the cheer, I hope you didn't mind my bending your ear

This torch that I found must be drowned or it soon might explode

So, make it one for my baby and one more for the road

That long, long, long

That long, long, long road

Just like Count Basey, let's do it one more time

That's how it goes, Joe, I know you're getting anxious to close, that's how it goes

Take it, Ralph, right on

Yes, make it one for my baby and one more for the road

That long, that long, long road