One For My Baby (And One More 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 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
