One For My Baby (And One For The Road)

One For My Baby (And One For The Road) - Frank Sinatra (弗兰克·辛纳屈)

It's quarter to three

There's no one in the place except you and me

So set 'em' up Joe

I got a little story I othou 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 know the routine

So drop another nickel in the machine

I'm feeling so bad

Wish you'd make the music pretty and sad

Could tell you a lot

But you've got 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 when I'm gloomy you simply gotta listen to me

Till it's all talked away

Well that's how it goes

And Joe I know you're gettin' pretty anxious to close

So Thanks for the cheer

I hope you didn't mind

My bending your ear

This torch that I've found

Must be drowned

Or it's soon might explode

So make it one for my baby

And one more for the road

That long long road