One for My Baby (And One More for the Road)

One for My Baby (And One More for the Road) - Frank Sinatra (弗蘭克·辛納屈)

It's quarter to three

There ain't no one in the place except you and me

So set 'em up Joe

I've got a little story you ought to know

Were drinkin' my friend

To the end of a brief episode

So make it one for my baby

And one more for the road

I got 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

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 got a lot of things to say

And when I'm gloomy you simply gotta listen to me

Until its talked away

Well that's how it goes

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

So thanks for the cheer

I hope you didn't mind my bendin' your ear

This torch that I've found

Must be drowned or it soon might explode

So make it one for my baby

One more for the road

A long long road