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
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
put another nickel
In the machine
Feelin' so bad
won't you make the music
Easy and sad
I could tell you a lot
but it's not
In a gentleman's 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 you listen to me
Till it's talked away
Well that's how it goes,
and Joe I know your gettin
Anxious to close
And thanks for the cheer
I hope you didn't mind
My bending your ear
But this torch that I found
it's gotta be drowned
Or it's soon might explode
Make it one for my baby
And one more for the road
Make it one for my baby
And one more for the road
Make it one for my baby
And one more for the road
for the road
that road