One for My Baby (And One More for the Road)(Songs for Distingué Lovers) - Billie Holiday (比莉.荷莉戴)

Composed by：Harold Arlen/Johnny Mercer

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 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 feeing so bad I wish you make the music

Dreamy and sad

Could tell you a lot but you got to 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 poet

And I've got a lot of things to say

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

Until it's talked away

Well that's how it goes and joe I know your 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 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 poet

And I've got a lot of things to say

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

Until it's talked away

Well that's how it goes and joe I know your 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