Just one more

stark emotional uptempo avant-garde acoustic sliding guitar solo 3 vocals: 1) Storyteller: indie folk grittle male singer-songwriter, The storyteller sings the verses 2) Daughter: Female with a young clear celtic voice, The daughter sings the chorus 3) Father: Dark drunk male vocal, The father sings the outro The music should feature acoustic guitar, fiddle

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[Verse 1] I stepped through the door of McCafferty’s bar Where the stout flows like water and sorrows don’t scar The lads filled the benches, all lost in their woes With red cheeks from whiskey and hearts full of ghosts Behind stood a woman, fierce as the flame Hair like a bonfire, no fear in her name She poured without question but knew every soul And the cost of each pint weighed heavier than gold [Verse 2] Then the door creaked again, and the chatter fell low In walked a young lass with a face pale as snow Barely sixteen, but her gaze sharp and wild She went straight to a man and said, “Da, I’m your child...” “I’ve waited at home while you drank through the night Please come back with me, let’s put this all right” He laughed with a sigh, said, “One more, and then sing— Give us a tune, girl, like the larks in the spring” [Chorus] Daddy, please stop drinking I want you to come home I’m begging you, we need you Don’t leave us all alone [Verse 3] The fiddles fell silent, the glasses stood still And the barkeep just watched with a tightening chill She set down his pint and she shook her red head “You’ve had what you’re getting, now listen instead” The boys at the bar, they all raised a low cry “Go on home, man, you’ve no more tears to dry” With a nod and a stumble, he rose from his chair Took his daughter’s small hand, and stepped into the air [Chorus] Daddy, please stop drinking I want you to come home I’m begging you, we need you Don’t leave us all alone [Outro] Just one more... but at home by your side Where love’s not something to hide Just one more – for the life I still owe To the daughter who won’t let me go

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