One For My Baby (And One For The Road)

(album: Singer-Songwriter - 1974)

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 oughta 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 got the routine
So drop another nickel in the machine
I'm feeling so bad
Wish you'd make the music pretty and sad

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 got a lot of things to say
And when I'm gloomy
You simply gotta listen to me
'Til it's all talked away

Well, that's how it goes
And Joe, I know your getting pretty anxious to close
So, thanks for the cheer
I hope you didn't mind my bending your ear

Don't let it be said
Little Freddie can't carry his load
Just make it one for my baby
And one more for the road
That long long road
That long long road