Cole Porter — Make It Another Old-Fashioned Please -Corrected

Since I went on the wagon, I'm Certain drink is a major crime: For when you lay off the liquor You feel so much slicker— Well, that is, *most* of the time But there are moments Sooner or later When it's tough, I got to say *Not* to say, “Waiter— Make it another old-fashioned, please Make it another double old-fashioned, please Make it for one who's due To join the disillusioned crew; Make it for one of Love's new Refugees Once, high in my castle, I reigned supreme! And, oh, what a castle! built on a heavenly dream! Then, quick as a lightning flash That castle began to crash; So, make it another old-fash- Ioned, please Leave out the cherry— Leave out the orange— Leave out the bitters— Just make it a straight rye.”