It's quar - ter to three, There's no one in the place ex - cept you and me, So, set 'em up, Joe, I got a lit - tle sto - ry You oughta know. We're drinkin', my friend, to the end of a brief ep - i - sode -- Make it one for my baby and one more for the road. I got the routine, So drop an - oth - er nick - el in the mach - ine; I feel kind - a bad, wish you'd make the mu - sic Pret - ty and sad. Could tell you a lot, but it's not in the gen - tle - man's code, So, make it one for my baby and one more for the road. Bridge: You'd never know it but buddy, I'm a kind of poet, And I got a lot of things to say; And when I'm gloomy, you gotta listen to me Till it's all talked away. Well that's how it goes, And Joe, I know you're gettin' pretty anx -ious to close; So, thanks for the cheer, I hope you did - n't mind my bendin' your ear. This torch that I found must be drowned or it soon might ex - plode, So, make it one for my baby and one more for the road, That long, long road.