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!!