One For My Baby (And One More For The Road)
Composer(s): Harold Arlen; Johnny Mercer
Performer(s): Frank Sinatra;
and various other artists



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 you ought to 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
so drop another nickel in the machine
I'm feeling so bad, wish you'd make the music pretty and sad 
Could tell you a lot, but you've got 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 
And I got a lot of things to say 
And when I'm gloomy, you simply got to listen to me 
Till it's all talked away 
Well that's how it goes and Joe, I know your 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 soon might explode 
So, make it one for my baby and one more for the road 
That long, long road