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
