One for My Baby (And One More for the Road) Lyrics

Well, it′s a quarter to three
There's no one in the place ′cept you and me
So set 'em up, Joe
I've got a little story I think you oughta know, Joe

We are drinking, my friend
To the end of a brief episode
Will you make it one for my baby
And one more for the road, Joe?

I′ve got the routine
So drop another quarter in the record machine
I′m feelin' so bad
I wish you′d make that music, make it dreamin' sad, Joe

Well, I could tell you a lot
But you′ve got to be true to your call
Will you make it one for my baby
And one more for the road?

Well now, you'd never know it
Buddy, I′m a kind of poet
And I've got a lot of things I'd like to say, yeah
So when I′m gloomy
You′ve simply got to listen to me
Until it is all talked away

Well, that's how it goes
And Joe, I know you′re getting
I know you're ready to close
So I want to thank you for the cheer
I hope you didn′t mind my bending your ears

Well now, this torch that I found
Must be drowned or it soon might explode
Will you make it one for my baby
And one more for the road?
One more for the road, Joe
One for my baby
One more for the road

That long, long road