Last Call

Been a long week, bustin' loose

Trucks all washed, polished boots

Longneck bottle's hollerin' my name

You know I'm lookin for that special girl

Whose troubles fade with every twirl

Lonestar beer for her - I'll have the same

When that steel guitar starts cryin'

Songs about mama, trucks and trains

Those neon lights just flickerin' low

And the band's still got a ways to go

Whiskey rivers flowing thru my veins

But soon its last call at the dancehall

So pour me up another round - or two or three or four

Just Raise a glass to what we're here for

Cuz all my rowdy friends they seem to never settle down

Those neon lights just flickerin' low

And the bands still got a ways to go

Scootin' cross the sawdust on the floor

You know I Found that girl, we danced all night

Spinnin' round, she held on tight

She always seems to leave me wanting more

One more round and we'll head out the door