I know it's time, but I don't wanna leave
Even though chairs are already on the tables
First light falls through the window
The barmaid's pulling an extra shift
I still hear your voice right here
You sing about freedom and canned beer
I carve your name into the table
Then it's almost like you're here with me
The last round's on me
The last round just for you
We haven't seen each other in far too long, my friend
The last round's on me
The bar creaks and the floor sticks
Like us, the pub's been through a lot
The barmaid's about to throw me out
But I don't wanna head home yet
The old guitar hangs on the wall
It's only got four strings left, but damn
I play our song, what could be better now?
And somewhere, you join in
The last round's on me
The last round just for you
We haven't seen each other in far too long, my friend
The last round's on me
The last round's on me
The last round just for you
We haven't seen each other in far too long, my friend
The last round's on me
The last round's on me
The last round's on me
Time passes and so much happens
But sometimes we're left with a little song
And who the devil knows where we're all headed
Someday there'll be a reunion