Swing When Your Winning

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,
Put another nickel in the machine
Feeling so bad,
Can't you make the music easy and sad
I could tell you a lot,
But it's not in a gentleman's code
Just 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 I'd like to say
When I'm gloomy, please listen to me
Till it's talked away
Well that's how it goes,
And Joe I know your gettin' anxious to close
Thanks for the cheer
I hope you didn't mind
My bending your ear
But this torch that I found,
It's gotta be drowned
Or it's gonna explode
Make it one for my baby
And one more for the road