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 you ought to know

We're drinkin', my friend

To the end of a brief episode

So make it one for my baby

And one more for the road

I got the routine

Put another nickel in the machine

I'm feeling so bad

Please make the music dreamy and sad?

Why I could tell you a lot

But it's not

In a gentleman's code

So make it one for my baby

And one more for the road

I made a chilly

Jack I'm a kind of poet

And I got a lot of things to say

Yes when I'm feeling gloomy

Please listen to me

Until it's all 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 bendin' your ear

This torch that I've found

Must be drowned or it soon might explode

So make it one for my baby

One more for the road

Yes it long, long road