ONE FOR MY BABY
ONE FOR MY BABY
(and one more for the road)
(and one more for the road)
It's quarter to three, there's no one in the place except you and meSo, set 'em up, Bro, I got a little story I want you should knowWe're drinkin', my friend, to the end of a brief episodeMake it one for my baby and one more for the road
I got the routine, plunk another nickel into the machineWell I am feelin' so bad, wish you'd make the music easy and sadI could tell you a lot, but you've got to be true to your codeJust make it one for my baby and one more for the road
You' may not even know itm, but your'e a kind of poetAnd you got a great things to sayAnd every time I'm gloomy, you always listen to me.'Til it's all tucked away
Well, that's how it goes and broI know you're gettin' anxious to closeSo, thanks for the cheer, I hope you didn't mind my bendin' your earBut 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 roadthat long ass road.
Mercer and Arlenwith a few Steve tweaks.