it's quarter to three
there's no-one in the place
'cept joe and me. so 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 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 easy and sad. 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. you'd never know it
but buddy i'm a kind of poet
and i got a lot of things i like to say
so when i'm gloomy
won't you listen to me
'til it's talked away. well
that's how it goes
and joe i know you're getting anxious to close
and thanks for the cheer
i hope you didn't mind my bending your ear. but this touch that i've found
must be drowned or it soon might explode. make it one for my baby
and one more for the road. the long
it's so long
the long and winding road.