LaVerne Butler - 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
You oughtta know
(Listen, Joe)

I'm drinking, my friend, to the end
Of a brief episode
So make it one for my baby
And one more for the road

I got a routine, so drop another nickel
In the machine
I'm feeling so bad, I wish you'd make the music
Dreamy and sad

I could tell you a lot, but you've got to be
True to your code
So 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
I've got a lot of things to say
And when I'm gettin' gloomy, you simply gotta listen to me
Until it's talked away

So that's how it goes, and Joe I know you're getting
Anxious to close
So thanks for the cheer
I hope you didn't mind my bending your ear

This torch I found, must be drowned
Or it just might explode
So 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
I've got a lot of things to say
And when I'm gettin' gloomy, you simply gotta listen to me
Until it's talked away

So that's how it goes, and Joe I know you're getting
Anxious to close
So thanks for the cheer
I hope you didn't mind my bending your ear

This torch that I found, must be drowned
Or it just might explode
So make it one for my baby
One for my baby
So make it one for my baby
And one more for the road
One more for the road

Joe I know you're getting anxious to close
One more for the road
Then I'm gonna go...

Written by:
Harold Arlen, Johnny Mercer

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