Frank Sinatra - One for My Baby

One for My Baby

Frank Sinatra

It's quarter to three, 

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

So set 'em' up Joe

I got a little story I think you oughtta know

We're drinking my friend 

to the end of a brief episode

So Make it one for my baby

And one more for the road

I know the routine

put another nickel in that there machine

I'm feeling so bad

Won't you make the music easy and sad

I could tell you a lot 

But you gotta 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 I wanna say

And if I'm gloomy, please listen to me 

Till it's all, all talked away

Well, that's how it goes

And Joe I know you're gettin' Anxious to close

So Thanks for the cheer

I hope you didn't mind 

My bending 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