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

(Johnny Mercer/Harold Arlen)

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 I think you should 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

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

Just 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'd liketo say

And when 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' 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 gotta be drowned

Or it soon might explode

So make it one for my baby

And one more for the road