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 got a little story you outta 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

So drop another nickel in the machine

I'm feelin' so bad

Wish you'd make the music dreamy and sad

Could tell you a lot

But it's not in this lady's code

Make it one for my baby

And one more for the road

You may not 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 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

Make it one for my baby

And one more for the road

That long, long road