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
I think you should 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
So put another nickel in the machine
I'm feeling so bad
Can't you make the music easy 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've got a lot of things I'd like to say
And when I'm gloomy, won't ya listen to me
Till it's talked away

Well, that's how it goes
And Joe I know your getting' anxious to close
And thanks for the cheer
I hope you didn't mind my bending your ear

But this torch that I've got it's gotta be drowned
Or it's soon might explode
So make it one for my baby
And one more for the road
The long, the long road