It's quarter to three
There's no one
In the place
Except you and me
So set 'em up Joe
I've got a little story
That you oughta 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 got the routine
Drop another nickel
In the machine
I'm feeling so bad
Wish you'd make
The music
Dreamy and sad
I could tell you a lot
But you gotta be
True to your code
So make it
One for my baby
One more for the road
You'd never know it
Buddy I'm a kind of
Poet and I've got
A lot of things to say
When I'm gloomy
You simply got to
Listen to me
Till they're all
Talked away
That's how it goes
Joe I know
You're getting
Anxious to close
So
Thanks for the cheer
'Hope you didn't mind
My bending your ear
This torch
That I've found
Must be drowned or
It soon might explode
So make it
One for my baby
One more for the road
That long that long
Long road