One For My Baby
Ginger Rodgers & Fred Astaire Lyrics


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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
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

Could tell you a lot, but that's not
In a 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 to say
And when I'm gloomy, you simply gotta listen to me
Until it's all talked away

Well that's how it goes, and Joe I know your gettin'
Anxious to close
Thanks for the beer
I hope you didn't mind

My bending your ear
Don't let it be said
Little Freddie couldn't carry his load
Make it one for my baby





And one more for the road
That long long road

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Ginger Rodgers and Fred Astaire's "One for My Baby" tell the story of a man who is feeling down, and sits alone with the bartender at the bar. The bar is empty except for the two of them, and the man, who we can presume is a regular, asks the bartender to pour him another drink while he tells him a "little story." The man is drinking to the end of a brief episode in his life, and then asks for one more drink "for the road."


Throughout the song, the man hints that he has a lot on his mind that he could share but decides to spare the bartender the details. He says that he's feeling bad, and wishes the music was dreamy or sad to match his mood. The man, who claims to be a poet, appears to be lost in thought, and the bartender allows him to talk until he feels better. The song ends with the man thanking the bartender for his time, apologizing for keeping him up late, and asking for one more drink before he leaves.


"One for My Baby" is a poignant and melancholic song about feeling lost, alone, and longing for human connection. It is often interpreted as a song about loneliness, sadness, and the bittersweet nature of life's transitions. The song is a classic example of a "saloon song," a type of ballad that was popular in the United States during the 1940s and 1950s. Saloon songs typically deal with themes of love, loss, and heartbreak and were often sung by crooners like Frank Sinatra and Dean Martin in nightclubs and bars.


Line by Line Meaning

It's quarter to three, there's no one in the place
It's late at night and the bar is empty, except for the two of us.


So set 'em up Joe, I got a little story
Please pour us another drink, Joe. I have a story to tell.


We're drinking my friend, to the end, of a brief episode
We're drinking to the end of a short period in our lives.


Make it one for my baby, and one more for the road
Pour me one last drink for now, and one more for me to take with me when I leave.


I got the routine, so drop another nickel in the machine
I know the words to this song, so please play it again.


I'm feeling so bad, I wish you'd make the music dreamy and sad
I'm feeling down and would like the music to match my mood.


Could tell you a lot, but that's not in a gentleman's code
I have a lot to say, but it's not proper to share everything.


You'd never know it, but buddy I'm a kind of poet
I may not look like it, but I am actually quite poetic.


And when I'm gloomy, you simply gotta listen to me
When I'm feeling down, I need someone to listen to me.


Until it's all talked away
I need to talk about my troubles until I feel better.


Well that's how it goes, and Joe I know your gettin' anxious to close
That's just how it is, Joe. I know you want to close up soon.


Thanks for the beer, I hope you didn't mind my bending your ear
Thanks for the drinks, and I hope you don't mind me talking so much.


Don't let it be said, little Freddie couldn't carry his load
I don't want anyone to say that I couldn't handle my problems.


Make it one for my baby, and one more for the road
Again, please pour me one last drink for now, and one more for me to take with me when I leave.


That long long road
Referring to the long journey ahead in life.




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Written by: Harold Arlen, Johnny Mercer

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@tuxguys

Damn you, sir, for posting this... now I'll have to seek out the
entire movie.
Astaire is a seriously underrated singer, and a SERIOUSLY
underrated actor, and I will never, ever, hear this song again without
thinking of it as a "Fred Astaire" tune.
Every time one sees a drunk in the future, trying to maintain his dignity, one should remember this
dance number.
Astonishing.
(Robert Benchley, too? How cool is that!)
Harold Arlen was extraordinarily adept at writing "bluesy" tunes that were not, in fact, Blues; Johnny Mercer wrote lyrics that for sheer urbanity were occasionally equaled, but never surpassed;
This tune is, in my opinion, their collaborative masterpiece.
**superphilipp
Fred Astaire is an underrated Singer and Actor? The guy was bigger than Jesus!
@@superphilipp
Actually, he was, indeed... for awhile...
I teach p/t at the World's Most Famous Music School, in Boston, and I can attest to the fact that
all of my aspiring performers, if they know his name at all, think he
was just a tap dancer...
One of the things I try to impress on them is that, no matter how famous one is, and for how long, it never lasts, so
that alone is not a reason to seek out such a career...
Case in point:
Most of them don't know who Johnny Carson is, or rather, was, either...



All comments from YouTube:

@qwerpoiu555

Having listened to Sinatra's version numerous times and finally coming here, boy I'm so surprised this song was originally a big tap number, and I absolutely love it!

@nobuddyrich

Class, talent, style, creative perfectionist and a great human being. They shot this in ONE TAKE! We will never see his likes again.

@Goedhartbros

Bing Crosby: "There never was a greater perfectionist, there never was, and never will be, a better dancer, and I never knew anybody more kind, more considerate, or more completely a gentleman...I love Fred, John, and I admire and respect him. I guess it's because he's so many things I'd like to be and I'm not. "

@carltrotter7622

Where is that quote from dear fellow?

@stevedirks3

Bing Crosby in a letter to John O'Hara as quoted in Thomas, Bob. Astaire, the Man, The Dancer. Weidenfeld and Nicholson, London, 1985. ISBN 0297784021 p.242.

@Goedhartbros

@@stevedirks3 My comment: 10 years ago. The question: 7 months ago. The reply: 20 minutes ago. Gotta love the timespan

@tallisonrausch5719

Yes, apparently real type A professionalism standards.

@ange9663

The awesome Fred Astaire, written for him and the best version by far. Super fit to just jump up onto stools and bar like that. Just the greatest ♥️♥️

@bobbydazzler1780

They don’t make them like that no more. The ultimate show man, singer, actor but man he could dance.

@gordonlancaster3492

Best tap routine ever.

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