It's quarter to three 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 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 Put another nickel In the machine Feelin' 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 Just 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'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 talked away Well, that's how it goes And Joe I know your gettin' Anxious to close And thanks for the cheer I hope you didn't mind My bending your ear But this torch that I found It's gotta be drowned Or it's 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
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