One for My Baby

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 you oughta know

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

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

I've got the routine, so drop another nickel in the machine

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

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

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

And I've got a lot of things to say

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

Until it's talked away

Well, that's how it goes and, Joe, I know you're gettin' anxious to close

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

But this torch that I found, must be drowned

Or it might soon may explode

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

That long, long road