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 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 drop another nickel
In the machine
I'm feeing so bad, I wish you make the music
Dreamy and sad
Could tell you a lot, but you got to be
True to your code
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 to say
And when I'm gloomy, you simply gotta listen to me
Until it's talked away
Well that's how it goes, and joe I know your gettin'
Anxious to close
So thanks for the cheer
I hope you didn't mind
My bending your ear
But this torch that I found, must be drowned
Or it soon might explode
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 to say
And when I'm gloomy, you simply gotta listen to me
Until it's talked away
Well that's how it goes, and joe I know your gettin'
Anxious to close
So thanks for the cheer
I hope you didn't mind
My bending your ear
This torch that I found, must be drowned
Or it soon might explode
Make it one for my baby
And one more for the road
That long, long road