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