One For My Baby
It's quarter to three

There's no one in the place

Except 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 know the routine

So I drop another nickel
In the machine

I feel kind of bad

I wish you make the music
Easy and sad

I could tell you a lot

But you've got to be true to your code

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 to say

And when I'm gloomy

You simply gotta listen to me

Till it's all talked away

Well that's how it goes

And Joe I know you're
Getting pretty 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's soon might explode

So make it one for my baby

And one more for the road

That long.. long road ...