One for My Baby

It's quarter to three, there's no one in the place

But you and me

So, set 'em' up Joe, I've got a little story

You ought to know

We're drinking my friend, to 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 feeling so bad

I wish you'll make the music

Dreamy or sad

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

So, make it one for my baby

Yes, 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 I'd like to say

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

'Til it's tucked away

Well, that's how it goes

And Joe, I know your 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 will explode

So, make it one for my baby

And one more for the road, yeah

That long, long, long road