| <Frank Sinatra> page <Live In Australia, 1959> album page |
One For My BabyIt's quarter to threeThere'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 drinkin', 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 feelin' so bad Wish you'd make the music pretty and sad Could tell you a lot But you've got to be true to your code So, 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 got a lot of things to say And when I'm gloomy You simply gotta listen to me 'Til it's all talked away Well that's… |