Song | One For My Baby (And One More for the Road) |
Artist | Ella Fitzgerald |
Album | Ella Sings Songs from Let No Man Write My Epitaph |
Lyrics:Johnny Mercer Music:Harold Arlen | |
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 | |
I think you should 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 know the routine, put another nickel | |
In the machine | |
I feel kind of bad, can't you make the music | |
Easy and sad | |
I could tell you a lot, but it's not | |
In a gentleman's 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 I'd like to say | |
And if I'm gloomy, please 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 | |
But this torch that I found, It's gotta be drowned | |
Or it's gonna explode | |
Make it one for my baby | |
And one more for the road |
Lyrics: Johnny Mercer Music: Harold Arlen | |
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 | |
I think you should 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 know the routine, put another nickel | |
In the machine | |
I feel kind of bad, can' t you make the music | |
Easy and sad | |
I could tell you a lot, but it' s not | |
In a gentleman' s 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 I' d like to say | |
And if I' m gloomy, please 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 | |
But this torch that I found, It' s gotta be drowned | |
Or it' s gonna explode | |
Make it one for my baby | |
And one more for the road |