It's a quarter to three
And there's no one in the place
Except you and me
So set em up Joe
I got a little story I think you should know
Well we're drinking my friend
To the end of a brief episode
So make it one for my baby And one more for the road
I've got the routine
Put another nickel in the machine
I'm feeling so bad
Won't you make the music
Country it's sad
I could tell you a lot
But you gotta be true to your code
Just make it one for my baby
And one more for the road
Well you'd never know it
But buddy people call me a poet
And I've got a lot of things I'd like to say
And when I'm gloomy
Won't you listen to me
Till it's all talked
away
Well
that's how it goes
Joe I know you're getting anxious To close
Thanks for the cheer I hope you didn't mind
I'm not bending your ears But this torch that I found
It's just gotta be drowned
Or it soon
might explode
Make it one for my baby And one more
for the road