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

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 drinkin', 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.

Feelin' so bad,
can't you make the music
easy and sad?

I could tell you a lot,
but you 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 got a lotta things I'd like to say.

And when I'm gloomy,
won't you listen to me
till it's talked away?

Well, that's how it goes,
and Joe, I know you're gettin'
anxious to close.

And thanks for the cheer,
I hope you didn't mind
my bendin' your ear.

But this torch that I've found
gotta be drowned
or it soon might explode.

So, make it one for my baby
and one more for the road,
the long, that long, it's long.