Frank Sinatra - One For My Baby (And One More For the Road)

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 think you should know

We're drinkin' my friend to the end of a brief episode

Make it one for my baby and one more for the road

I got the routine put another nickel in the machine

I'm feelin' so bad can't you make the music easy and sad

I could tell you a lot but you've got to be true to your code

Just 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 I'd like to say

And when I'm gloomy won't you listen to me

Till it's talked away

Well that's how it goes and joe I know your gettin' anxious to close

And thanks for the cheer I hope you didn't mind my bendin' 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

The long it's so long the long very long