Intro: It's quarter to three, tThere'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 drinkin', 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 feel kind a bad, wish you'd make the music pretty and sad Could tell you a lot, but it's not in the gentleman'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 didn't mind my bendin' your ear This torch that I found must be drowned or it soon might explode So, make it one for my baby and one more for the road That long, long road