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

It's quarter to three,

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

So set 'em' up Joe

I got a little story you oughtta 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 got the routine

Put another nickel in the machine

I'm feeling so bad

Can’t you make the music easy and sad

I could tell you a lot

But you gotta to be true to your 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

I've got a lot of things I’d like to say

And if I'm gloomy, won’t you listen to me

Till it's all, all talked away

Well, that's how it goes

And Joe I know you're gettin' you wanna go home

Thanks for the cheer

I hope you didn't mind

My bending your ear

But this torch that I found

It's gotta be drowned

Or it soon might explode

Make it one for my baby

And one more for the road

Make it one for my baby

And one more for the road

Make it one for my baby

And one more for the road

For the road

That road.