One For My Baby (And One More For The Road) - Billie Holiday

Written by：Arlen/Mercer

It's quarter to three

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

So set 'em' up Joe

I've got a little story you oughta know

We're drinking 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

So drop another nickel in the machine

I'm feeling so bad

I wish you'd make the music dreamy and sad

I could tell you a lot

But you've gotta 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 a poet

And I've got a lot of things to say

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

Until it's 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

This torch that I found must be drowned

Or it soon might explode

Make it one for my baby

And one more for the road

You'd never know it but buddy I'm a kind of a poet

And I've got a lot of things to say

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

Until it's 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

This torch that I found must be drowned

Or it soon might explode

Make it one for my baby

And one more for the road

That long long road