One For My Baby - Etta James (埃塔·詹姆丝)

Written by：Harold Arlen/Johnny Mercer

It's quarter to three there's no one in the place

Except you and me

Set 'em up Joe I got a little story

I think you are too 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 juber never nickel

In the machine

I feeling so bad wesh you make the music dream

Easy and sad

I could tell you

I could tell you a lot but you got

To be true

To your code

I'm 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 if I'm gloomy you simply got listen to me

I'm till it's all talked away

Well and that's how it goes

And joe I know your gettin' pretty

Anxious to close

So thanks for the cheer

I hope you didn't mind

Bending your ear

But this torch this torch that I found

It's must be drowned

Or it's my explode

I'm make it one for my baby

One more for the road

Make it one two three four

Come on let make it one one more

Make it one for my baby

And one more for the road

And oh Joe make it one more

And oh one more for the road