Harold Arlen
One for My Baby (And One More for the Road)
It's quarter to three there's no one in the place except you and me
So set 'em up Joe I've got a little story you oughta know
We're drinking my friend to the end of a brief episode
So give me one for my baby one more for the road

I've got the routine so drop another nickel in that machine
Feeling so bad I wish you'd make the music dreamy and sad
Tell you a lot but you've got to be true to your code
Make it one for my baby one more for the road

You'd never know it but I'm sometimes a poet I've got a lot of things to say
When I'm gloomy simply gotta listen to me till it's all talked away
Well that's how it goes Joe I know you're gettin' anxious to close
So thanks for the cheer I hope you didn't mind me bending your ear

This torch that I found must be drowned it soon might get slow
Make it one for my baby one more for the road
That long long ago
I'm thirsty Joe on the road again