Lyrics

It's quarter to three There's no one in the joint, it's just you and me Set 'em up, Joe I've got a little story I think you should know We're drinking, my friend To the end of a brief episode Make it one for my baby And one for the road Well, I know the routine Just drop another nickel in that machine I'm feeling so bad Can't you make the music easy and sad? I could tell you a lot But I have got to be true to my code Make it one for my baby And one for the road Now you'd never know it, but, Joe, I'm quite a poet And I've got a lot of things I'd like to say Just now I'm feeling gloomy So please listen to me till it's talked away So that's how it goes And, Joe, I know you're getting anxious to close Well, thanks for the cheer I hope you didn't mind my bending your ear But this torch that I found Joe, it's gotta be drowned or I think I'll explode Make it one for my baby And another one for the road That long, long road