One For My Baby, One More For The Road - Lou Rawls

Well it’s a 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

I think you ought to know, Joe

We are drinking my friend

To the end of a brief episode

Will you make it One for my baby and

One more for the road?

I’ve got the routine

So drop another quarter

In the record machine

I’m feeling so bad

I wish you’d make that music

Make it dreamy and sad, Joe

Well, I could tell you a lot

But you got to be true to your code

One for my baby and

One more for the road?

Well now, you’d never know it Buddy, I’m a kind of poet

And I got a lot of things I’d like to say, yeah

So when I’m gloomy

You simply got to listen to me Until it is all talked away

Well that’s how it goes

And Joe I know you’re getting

I know you’re ready to close

So I want to thank you for the cheer

I hope you didn’t mind

My bending your ear

Well now this torch that I found

Must be drowned

Or it soon might explode

Will you make it One for my baby and

One more for the road?

One more for the road, Joe?

One for my baby

One more for the road

That long, long road