Frank Sinatra - One For My Baby (And One More For The Road) lyrics

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 pretty and sad I could tell you a lot, but you've got to 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 got a lot of things I'd like to say And when I'm gloomy, you simply gotta listen to me Till it's talked away Well that's how it goes and Joe, I know your gettin' pretty anxious to close And thanks for the cheer, I hope you didn't mind my bendin' your ear But 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 The long, it's so long, the long, very long