Last Last Call
I make a living
However barely it might seem
However fairly you might judge the things I’ve done for this dream
And I’m hoping
You still remember how to hope
To see the shine beyond the squalor
With great clarity and scope
I’m singing
However sparse this crowd might be
However caught up in the stardust of their eighty proof routines
This ain’t my last last call
This aint the last Friday night that you’ll be lonely
This ain’t my last long haul
No this ain’t my last, this ain’t my last last call
I’m older
A little older than I was
When you first lay down beside me
And graced me with your touch
Your heart
Well it was different than the rest
And there’s nothing I want more than to unbutton that old dress
I’m sorry
That I ain’t ever around
That the man that you adored once ain’t the same man you got now
This ain’t my last last call
This aint the last Friday night that you’ll be lonely
This ain’t my last long haul
No this ain’t my last, this ain’t my last last call
There’s salvation, there’s betrayal, and there’s love in between ‘em
You ask me to be honest but you never believe me
It ain’t all women, and it ain’t all whiskey
And there’s far more boredom than big stage whimsy
But I know you’re barely hangin on
But this ain’t my last
This ain’t my last last call
I’m home now
But there ain’t nobody here
Ain’t no coals left in the wood stove
And the cold makes it so clear
And I’m reading
The note that you have left
So perfect in the margins, so heavy on this desk, and it says
This is my last last call
This is the last Friday night that I’ll be lonely
This is my last long haul
This is my last, this is my last last call
