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 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 so drop
another nickel in the machine
I'm feelin' so bad wish you'd
make the music dreamy and sad
Could tell you a lot but you've
got to be true to your code
So 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 got a lot of things to say
And when I'm gloomy
you simply gotta listen to me
Till it's all talked away
Well that's how it goes and Joe
I know your gettin'
anxious to close
So thanks for the cheer
I hope you didn't mind
my bendin' your ear
This torch that I 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
That long long road
yes make it one for my baby
and one more for the road
That long that long long road