It's quarter to three There's no one in the place 'cept you and me So set 'em' up Joe I got a little story you wanna 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've got the routine So drop another nickel in the machine I'm feeling kind of bad Wish you make the music easy and sad I 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've got a lot of things I'd like to say But when i'm gloomy, you simply got to listen to me Untill 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 It's gotta be drowned Or it soon might explode Make it one for my baby And one more for the road That long, long road!!