~~~~♫♫♫ ~~~~ It's a quarter to three, There's no one in the place except you and me So set 'em up Joe, I’ve got a little story you oughta 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 put another nickel in the machine I'm feeling so bad, I hope you'd make the music dreamy and sad 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 to say And when I'm gloomy, You simply gotta listen to me Till it's talked away So 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 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