Lyrics One for My Baby (And One More for the Road) (Live) - Frank Sinatra

Thank you very much
I′d like to do something but uhh they usually do in the beach coast somewhere
At about two o'clock in the morning
This is one of my special favorite songs well I think you like this because it′s uhh
Each year has gotten much more beautiful
This song the lyric of this song concerns a young man who's fractured, stoned
His fairly malled, drunk
And he has a lot of trouble
And all night long he's been going from one bar to another bar to another bar
And until finally he comes to this small bar
And he′s looking for somebody to talk to
It′s obvious what his trouble is, girls
Cherchez la femme
Which means in French, why don't you share the brood with me?
It′s quarter to three
There's no one in the place ′cept you and me
Set 'em′ up joe
I got a little story you oughtta 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 that′s not in the 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
′Til it's talked away
Well, that's how it goes
And Joe I know you′re gettin′ anxious to close
Thanks for the beer
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
The long
It's long
It′s very very long