It's 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
that you ought to 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 got the routine,
drop another nickel in the ma chine
Oh gos h, I'm feeling so bad
I wish you'd make the mu
sic dreamy and sad
I 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, 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
Until they're all talked away
That's how it goes
Joe, I know you're
getting anxious to close
So thanks for the cheer
I hope you didn't mind
my bend in your ear
This torch that I found must be drowned
or it soon might ex plode
So make it one for my baby
and one more for the road
That long, long, long
That long, long,
long road
Just like Count Basie,
let's do it one more time
That's how it goes
Joe, I know you're
getting anxious to close,
but that's how it goes.
Take it, Ralph. Right on.
Yes, make it one for my baby
and one more for the road.
That long, that long, long road