One For My Baby (And One More For The Road) - Billie Holiday (比莉·哈乐黛)
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