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Billie Holiday - One For My Baby (And One More For The Road) Verve Records 1957

"One for My Baby (and One More for the Road)" is a popular song written by Harold Arlen and Johnny Mercer for the musical The Sky's the Limit (1943) and first performed in the film by Fred Astaire. It was popularized by the American singer Frank Sinatra. Harold Arlen described the song as "another typical Arlen tapeworm" - a "tapeworm" being the trade slang for any song which went over the conventional 32 bar length. He called it "a wandering song. [Lyricist] Johnny [Mercer] took it and wrote it exactly the way it fell. Not only is it long - forty-eight bars - but it also changes key. Johnny made it work." In the opinion of Arlen's biographer, Edward Jablonski, the song is "musically inevitable, rhythmically insistent, and in that mood of 'metropolitan melancholic beauty' that writer John O'Hara finds in all of Arlen's music." Sinatra recorded the song several times during his career: In 1947 with Columbia Records, in 1954 for the film soundtrack album Young at Heart, in 1958 for Frank Sinatra Sings for Only the Lonely, in 1962 for Sinatra & Sextet: Live in Paris, in 1966 for Sinatra at the Sands and finally, in 1993, for his Duets album. Billy's accompanied by her orchestra, Harry Edison (trumpet), Ben Webster (tenor saxophone), Jimmy Rowles (piano), Barney Kessel (guitar), Joe Mondragon (bass), and Larry Bunker (drums). Recorded in Los Angeles, January 8, 1957. (Verve Records) It's quarter to three There's no one in the place, except you and me So set 'em' up Joe, I've got a little story, you oughta 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 drop another nickel in the machine I'm feeling so bad, I wish you'd make the music dreamy and sad I could tell you a lot but you've gotta be true to your 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 a poet And I've got a lot of things to say And when I'm gloomy, you simply gotta listen to mean Until it's talked away Well, that's how it goes And Joe I know you're gettin' anxious to close So thanks for the cheer, I hope you didn't mind, my bending your ear This torch that I found must be drowned or it soon might explode Make it one for my baby And one more for the road You'd never know it, but buddy I'm kind of a poet And I've got a lot of things to say And when I'm gloomy, you simply gotta listen to me Until it's talked away Well, that's how it goes And Joe I know you're gettin' anxious to close So thanks for the cheer, I hope you didn't mind my bending your ear This torch that I found must be drowned or it soon might explode Make it one for my baby And one more for the road That long, long road