作词 : Harold Arlen
 作曲 : Johnny Mercer
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 outta know
We're drinkin', 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, drop another quarter in the machine
i’m feeling so bad, wish you'd make the music dreamy and sad
I could tell you a lot, but you've got to be true to your code
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  to say
And when I'm gloomy, or simply gotta listen to me
Until it's all talked away
Well, 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 found must be drowned or it soon might explode
Make it one for my baby and one more for the road
The long, long road