One for My Baby (And One More for the Road) - Billie Holiday

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

You are 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 get the routine so juft another nickel

In the machine

I feeling so bad I wish you make the music

Dreaming and sad

Could tell you a lot but it's not to be

To 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 poet

And I've got a lot of things to say

And when I'm gloomy you seems that listen to me

Till it's talked away

Well that's how it goes and Joe I know your gettin'

Anxious to close

Thanks for the cheer

I hope you didn't mind

My bending your ear

This torch that I found

Must be drowned

Or it's gonna 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 poet

And I've got a lot of things to say

And when I'm gloomy

It's seems to that get listen to me

Till it's talked away

Well that's how it goes

And Joe I know your getting

Anxious to close

Thanks for the cheer

I hope you didn't mind

My bending your ear

This torch that I found

Must be drowned

Or it's gonna explode

Make it one for my baby

And one more for the road

Long long the road