One For My Baby

It's quarter to three

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

So set 'em up, Joe

I've got a little story I think you should know

We're drinking, my friend

To the end of a brief episode

So make it one for my baby

And one more for the road

I know the routine

Put another dollar in the machine

I'm feeling so bad

Won't you make the music easy and sad?

I could tell you a lot

But that's not in a gentleman's code

So 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 I wanna say

And if I'm gloomy, please listen to me

Till it's all 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 bending your ear

But this torch that I found

It's got to be drowned

Or it soon might explode

So make it one for my baby

And one more for the road

So make it one for my baby

And one more for the road

Mm, that lonely road

Oh, and one for yourself of course

Mm-hmm-mm