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!!