It's quarter to threethere's no one in the place

Except you and me

So set 'em' up joeI got a little story

I think you should know

We're drinking my friendto the end

Of a brief episode

Make it one for my baby

And one more for the road

I know the routineput another nickel

In the machine

I feel kind of badcan't you make the music

Easy and sad

I could tell you a lotbut it's not

In a gentleman's code

Make it one for my baby

And one more for the road

You'd never know itbut buddy I'm a kind of poet

And I've got a lot of things I'd like to say

And if I'm gloomyplease listen to me

Till it's talked away

Well that's how it goesand joe I know your gettin'

Anxious to close

Thanks for the cheer

I hope you didn't mind

My bending your ear

But this torch that I foundit's gotta be drowned

Or it's gonna explode

Make it one for my baby

And one more for the road