One For My Baby
Ida Sand Lyrics


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It's quarter to three,
There's no one in the place 'cept you and me
So set 'em' up joe
I got a little story I think you oughtta know

We're drinking my friend
To the end of a brief episode
So make it one for my baby
And one more for the road

I know the routine
Put another nickel in that machine
I'm feeling so bad
Won't you make the music easy and sad

I could tell you a lot
But you gotta 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
And I've got a lot of things to say
And if I'm gloomy, please listen to me
Till it's all, all talked away

Well, that's how it goes
And joe I know you're gettin' anxious to close
So thanks for the cheer
I hope you didn't mind
My bending your ear

But this torch that I found
It's gotta be drowned
Or it soon might explode




So make it one for my baby
And one more for the road

Overall Meaning

In Ida Sand's song "One for My Baby," the singer speaks to a bartender, with the clock ticking down to three in the morning, as the place is empty except for the two of them. The singer asks the bartender to pour another drink, and they share a moment together, reflecting on the end of a brief, perhaps tumultuous moment in their lives. The singer requests the bartender to play some music that's easy and sad, as they speak of things that they have to say, even if they are feeling gloomy. As the night draws to a close, the singer thanks the bartender for accompanying them through their troubles, and they ask for one last drink before departing.


The song seems to be about a person going through a tough time, seeking refuge in a bar and trying to ease their pain with alcohol. The singer is thoughtful and reflective, with a somber mood reflected in the lyrics of the song. They speak of how they have a lot of things to say but cannot, perhaps trapped by their obligations or guilt. Ultimately, they acknowledge that they cannot let their troubles simmer, and they must find a way to move on. The song is a poignant reminder of how we all need a listening ear and a moment to reflect during life’s challenging times.


Line by Line Meaning

It's quarter to three,
It's late at night and there's not much going on.


There's no one in the place 'cept you and me
We're alone in the bar right now.


So set 'em' up joe
Please pour me another drink.


I got a little story I think you oughtta know
I have a tale to tell and I want you to hear it.


We're drinking my friend
Let's continue to drink together.


To the end of a brief episode
To the end of a short chapter in life.


So make it one for my baby
Please pour me another drink for the pain.


And one more for the road
And another for the journey ahead.


I know the routine
I'm familiar with how these things go.


Put another nickel in that machine
Play some more music for me.


I'm feeling so bad
I'm feeling really down and unhappy.


Won't you make the music easy and sad
Please play melancholic music that fits my mood.


I could tell you a lot
I have many things to say.


But you gotta to be true to your code
But I understand if you have to keep some secrets.


So make it one for my baby
Please pour me another drink for the heartache.


And one more for the road
And another for the journey ahead.


You'd never know it
You may not realize it.


But buddy I'm a kind of poet
But I have a creative side to me.


And I've got a lot of things to say
And I have many thoughts to express.


And if I'm gloomy, please listen to me
And if I'm sad, please hear me out.


Till it's all, all talked away
Until I've said everything that needs to be said.


Well, that's how it goes
That's just how life is sometimes.


And joe I know you're gettin' anxious to close
And I know you want to close up soon, Joe.


So thanks for the cheer
Thank you for the company and drinks.


I hope you didn't mind
I hope I wasn't too much of a burden on you.


My bending your ear
For talking your ear off.


But this torch that I found
But this feeling of love that I have,


It's gotta be drowned
It needs to go away.


Or it soon might explode
Or it might become too overwhelming.


So make it one for my baby
Please pour me another drink for the heartache.


And one more for the road
And another for the journey ahead.




Writer(s): Johnny Mercer, Harold Arlen

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