Bare bulbs hung from the ceiling, paint peeling off the walls
A jukebox plays a sad tune, as the neon sign calls
Barstools scratched and weathered, tell stories of the past
I nurse my beer in silence, memories holding fast
Old Joe in the corner, talking to his glass
Bartender wipes the counter, watching seconds pass
The clock says near midnight, as shadows start to fall
The night's almost over, feels like one long last call
Last call for heartaches, last call for tears
Last call for the moments that we've lost through the years
One more round of whiskey, then we'll close it down
Last call for memories in this old ghost town
Photos on the mirror, faces now long gone
A time when the laughter, lasted all night long
But folks moved on to new dreams, found a different song
Leaving behind a history, where hearts used to belong
A love once bloomed here, in that worn-out seat
Two kids dreamt together, hearts skipping a beat
But time's a cruel companion, takes more than it gives
Now all that's left are echoes, of the lives they used to live
Last call for heartaches, last call for tears
Last call for the moments that we've lost through the years
One more round of whiskey, then we'll close it down
Last call for memories in this old ghost town
Last call for heartaches, last call for tears
Last call for the moments that we've lost through the years
One more round of whiskey, then we'll close it down
Last call for memories in this old ghost town
Last call for memories in this old ghost town