One For My Baby

It’s quarter to three

There’s no one in the place

Except you and me

So set them up, Joe

I’ve got a little story

You all know

We’re drinking, my friend

To the end of a brief episode

Make it one for my baby

And one for the road.

Well, I got the routine

So put another nickel in the machine

I’m feeling so bad

I wish you make the music easy and sad

Could tell you a lot but you’ve got

To be true to your code

Make it one for my baby

And one for the road

You’d never note

But, buddy I’m a kind of poet

And I’ve got a lot of things to say

And when I’m gloomy

So please, listen to me

Until it’s talked away

Well, that’s how it goes

And, Joe, I know you’re kidding

Anxious to close

So, thanks for the cheer

I hope you didn’t mind

My bending your ear

This touch that I found

Joe, it;s got to be drowned

Or it’s gonna explode

So make it one for my baby

And one more for the road

That long, long road.