One for My Baby — текст песни (Frank Sinatra)

One for my baby (from "duets")





Writer(s): johnny mercer/harold arlen





Its quarter to three,

Theres no one in the place cept you and me

So set em up joe

I got a little story I think you oughtta know



Were 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

Im feeling so bad

Wont 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



Youd never know it

But buddy Im a kind of poet

And Ive got a lot of things I wanna say

And if Im gloomy, please listen to me

Till its all, all talked away



Well, thats how it goes

And joe I know youre gettin anxious to close

So thanks for the cheer

I hope you didnt mind

My bending your ear



But this torch that I found

Its gotta be drowned

Or it soon might explode

So make it one for my baby

And one more for the road







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