One for My Baby
Julie London Lyrics


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Okay, and once again, here's Bette Midler

{Well, you know, when they asked me to come on and
I can't believe it, the last, the last guest
The last fool Mr. Carson will have to suffer gladly
You are the wind beneath my wings
Oh, well he is}
Quarter to three
There's no one in the place except you and me
So set 'em up, Joe
Got a little story, I think you should know

We're drinkin', my friend
To the end of a sweet episode
Make it one for my baby
And one more for the road

Got the routine
So drop another nickel in the machine
Oh, gee, I'm feelin' so bad
Wish you'd make the music so dreamy and sad

You could tell me a lot
But it's not in a gentleman's code
Let's make it one for my baby
And one more for the road

You may not know it but buddy you're a kind of poet
And you've had a lot of things to say
And when I'm gloomy, you always listen to me
Until it's talked away

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

For all of the years
For the laughs, for the tears
For the class that you showed

Make it one for my baby
And one more for the road
That long, long road





"Thank you, Bette, ah"

Overall Meaning

The song "One for My Baby" by Julie London is a melancholic piece about a man seeking solace in a bar after experiencing heartbreak. The first verse sets the scene, establishing it's a quarter to three, and the only people are the singer and the bartender, Joe. In the second verse, the singer begins to share his story with Joe, requesting that he makes the music "dreamy and sad." The chorus highlights his desire to drown his sorrows, requesting one for his baby and one more for the road, implying that he intends this to be his final drink before leaving for good.


The final verse addresses Joe, thanking him for all the years, for the laughs and tears, and for the comfort he provides in being a willing listener. The song's emotional weight comes from the singer's acknowledgment that he is on the brink of a profound change, and he is seeking to find closure in a lonely, dimly-lit room. The song's slow tempo, along with London's soft, haunting voice, adds to the sense of despair and longing conveyed in the song.


Line by Line Meaning

Quarter to three
It's late in the night when most people are already in bed.


There's no one in the place except you and me
The place is empty, and we are the only ones here.


So set 'em up, Joe
Provide more drinks, Joe.


Got a little story, I think you should know
I want to tell you a story, my friend. Please listen.


We're drinkin', my friend
We are having drinks together.


To the end of a sweet episode
Let's drink to the end of a good moment.


Make it one for my baby
This drink is for me and my troubles.


And one more for the road
One more drink before I go.


Got the routine
I know what to do.


So drop another nickel in the machine
Put more money in the jukebox to play another song.


Oh, gee, I'm feelin' so bad
I'm feeling very sad.


Wish you'd make the music so dreamy and sad
I want the music to match my sad mood.


You could tell me a lot
I know you have a lot to say.


But it's not in a gentleman's code
It wouldn't be proper to say it aloud.


Let's make it one for my baby
Let's have another drink for me and my troubles.


And one more for the road
One more drink before I leave.


You may not know it but buddy you're a kind of poet
You have a way with words, my friend.


And you've had a lot of things to say
You've shared a lot with me before.


And when I'm gloomy, you always listen to me
You are always there to listen when I'm feeling sad.


Until it's talked away
Talking helps make the sadness go away.


Well, that's how it goes
That's how life works.


And John I know you're getting anxious to close
I know you want to close up soon, John.


So, thanks for the cheer
Thank you for the fun times.


I hope you didn't mind me, bending your ear
I hope you didn't mind me talking your ear off.


For all of the years
For all of the good times we've had.


For the laughs, for the tears
For all the happy and sad moments we've shared.


For the class that you showed
Thank you for being the epitome of class.


Make it one for my baby
Again, one more drink for me and my troubles.


And one more for the road,
One last drink before I go on my way.


That long, long road
That road of life that goes on and on.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Written by: Harold Arlen, Johnny Mercer

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