One For My Baby (remastered) Songtext
von Harry Belafonte

It′s quarter to three, there's no one in the place
But you and me
So, set ′em' up Joe, I've got a little story
You ought to 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′ve got the routine, so drop another nickel in the machine
I'm feeling so bad
I wish you′ll make the music
Dreamy or sad


Could tell a lot, but you've got to be true to your code
So, make it one for my baby
Yes, 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
And when I'm gloomy, you simply got to listen me
′Til it′s tucked away
Well, that's how it goes
And Joe, I know your 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 soon will explode
So, make it one for my baby
And one more for the road, yeah
That long, long, long road