Song | Last One Out |
Artist | Joe Henry |
Album | Short Man's Room |
Somehow I wound up with the keys | |
I guess it’s still my turn to close, | |
I’ll give the pastor hit last drink for free | |
And maybe have my ride home when he goes. | |
But I’ll be the last one out | |
I’ll leave it all behind me like it was — | |
A good night’s one that falls where it’s supposed to | |
And a light is on for anyone that does. | |
There’s a nail or two in every window | |
but a back door never locks this side of town, | |
and there’s a car parked one wheel on the sidewalk | |
for every Smiling Jim that comes around. | |
But I’ll be the last one out | |
I’ll leave it all behind me like it was — | |
A good night’s one that falls where it’s supposed to | |
And a light is on for anyone that does. | |
The radio speaks in tongues | |
With bits of song that I once knew, | |
It’s warm tonight but I close my coat | |
As if I might still owe a chill to you. | |
Let’s call out Crazy, he’s in back | |
Then we can put this one to bed, | |
With that old song about the old rugged cross | |
Or the one where I think I’m going out of my head. | |
But I’ll be the last one out | |
I’ll leave it all behind me like it was — | |
A good night’s one that falls where it’s supposed to | |
And a light is on for anyone that does. |
Somehow I wound up with the keys | |
I guess it' s still my turn to close, | |
I' ll give the pastor hit last drink for free | |
And maybe have my ride home when he goes. | |
But I' ll be the last one out | |
I' ll leave it all behind me like it was | |
A good night' s one that falls where it' s supposed to | |
And a light is on for anyone that does. | |
There' s a nail or two in every window | |
but a back door never locks this side of town, | |
and there' s a car parked one wheel on the sidewalk | |
for every Smiling Jim that comes around. | |
But I' ll be the last one out | |
I' ll leave it all behind me like it was | |
A good night' s one that falls where it' s supposed to | |
And a light is on for anyone that does. | |
The radio speaks in tongues | |
With bits of song that I once knew, | |
It' s warm tonight but I close my coat | |
As if I might still owe a chill to you. | |
Let' s call out Crazy, he' s in back | |
Then we can put this one to bed, | |
With that old song about the old rugged cross | |
Or the one where I think I' m going out of my head. | |
But I' ll be the last one out | |
I' ll leave it all behind me like it was | |
A good night' s one that falls where it' s supposed to | |
And a light is on for anyone that does. |