one for my baby

Harry Belafonte

Itââ?¬â?¢s quarter to three thereââ?¬â?¢s no one in the place but you and me
So set ââ?¬â?¢em up Joe Iââ?¬â?¢ve got a little story you ought to know
Weââ?¬â?¢re drinking my friend to the end of a grieve episode
Make it one for my baby and one more for the road

Iââ?¬â?¢ve got the routine so drop another nickel in the machine
Iââ?¬â?¢m felling so bad I wish youââ?¬â?¢d make the music dreamy and sad
Could tell a lot but youââ?¬â?¢ve got to be true to your code
So make it one for my baby, yes and one more for the road

Youââ?¬â?¢d never know it but buddy Iââ?¬â?¢m a kind of poet
And I got a lot of things to say
And when Iââ?¬â?¢m gloomy you simply got to listen to me
ââ?¬â?¢Til itââ?¬â?¢s all talked away well thatââ?¬â?¢s how it goes
And Joe I know youââ?¬â?¢re getting anxious to close
So thanks for the cheer I hope you didnââ?¬â?¢t mind me bending your ear
This torch I found must be drowned or it soon will explode
So make it one for my baby and one more for the road
That long, long road