Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Frank Sinatra
Vocals
Larry Walsh
Remixer
Nelson Riddle
Conductor
Felix Slatkin
Conductor
Bill Miller
Piano
Gus Bivona
Alto Saxophone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Harold Arlen
Composer
Johnny Mercer
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dave Cavanaugh
Producer
Songtexte
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 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
Put another nickel
In the machine
Feeling so bad
Can't you make the music
Easy and sad
I could tell you a lot
But you've gotta be
True to your code
Just 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 when I'm gloomy
Won't you listen to me?
'Til it's talked away
Well that's how it goes
And Joe I know you're gettin'
Anxious to close
And thanks for the cheer
I hope you didn't mind
My bendin' your ear
But this torch that I found
It's gotta be drowned
Or it soon might explode
So make it one for my baby
And one more for the road
The long
It's so long
The long
Very long
Written by: Harold Arlen, Johnny Mercer