One For My Baby (And One More For The Road)

It's a quarter to three and there's no one in the place except you and me

So set 'em up Joe, I got a little story, you ought to know

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

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

I got the routine, gonna drop another quarter in this machine

Feelin' so bad, I got to have the music dreamy and sad

I could tell you a lot, but you have got to be true to your code

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

Joe you'd never know it, but I'm a kind of poet

And I've got a lot of things to say

But when I'm gloomy, just listen to me until it's all talked away

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

Thanks for the cheer, hope you didn't mind my bendin' your ear?

The torch that I found must be drowned or soon might explode

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

One more for the road

One more for the road