[Intro] [barroom piano, warm shuffle] [Verse 1] Same cracked booth, same window, same Friday night Old jukebox humming underneath the light Earl still swears he caught a ten-pound bass Doris rolls her eyes and fills his glass [Pre-Chorus] Doctor says watch the sugar, watch the salt But nobody here is watching for a fault We earned every sip and every sin So pour it out and pour the evening in [Chorus] One more round, one more round Pour it tall, pass it down We been here since the world was young And we ain't leaving till the singing's done One more round [Verse 2] Margaret brings the crackers, Jim brings the jokes Betty hums the hymns while Charlie smokes We don't move as fast as we used to do But the ice still clinks and the laugh rings true [Chorus] One more round, one more round Pour it tall, pass it down We ain't done, we ain't through Got a toast for me, got a toast for you One more round [Bridge] There's an empty chair where Helen sat We still pour her bourbon, imagine that So we raise the glass to where she'd be 'Cause she'd hate to miss this company [Final Chorus] One more round, one more round Pour it tall, pass it down We been here since the world was young And we ain't leaving till the singing's done [call and response] Ain't leaving! — One more round Ain't leaving! — One more round Ain't leaving till the singing's done [Outro] [spoken, softly] Same time next Friday? [barroom piano fades]
