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 ought to know
We're drinking my friend
To the end of a brief episode
So make it one for my baby
And one more for the road
I got the routine
So drop another nickel in the machine
Oh, I'm feeling so bad
I wish you'd make the music dreamy and sad
Could tell you a lot
But you got to be true to your code
So make it one for my baby
And one more for the road
Now you wouldn't 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 just gotta listen to me
Until it's said away
Well that's how it goes
And Joe I know you're getting anxious to close
So thanks for the cheer
I hope you didn't mind me bending your ear
This torch that I've found
Must be drowned
Or it soon might explode
So make it one for my baby
And one more for the road
Well that's how it goes
And Joe I know you're getting anxious to close
So thanks for the cheer
I hope you didn't mind me bending your ear
This torch that I've found
Must be drowned
Or it soon might explode
So make it one for my baby
And one more for the road
That long, long road
Long, long road