Lonesome's Last Call Lyrics - Roots & Wings - Terri Clark

He drinks while he stares 

At the smoke in the air 

For him, time seems to crawl 

He's got no one at home 

So he sits there alone 

Waiting on lonesome's last call 

She came in by chance 

Longing to dance 

She once was the belle of the ball 

But flowers will fade 

She's showing touches of gray 

And she's waiting on lonesome's last call 

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While the fiddles are playing 

The dance floor is swaying 

To the beat of an old fashioned waltz 

Their watching the hands 

Of the clock on the wall 

And waiting on lonesome's last call 

Soon the lights will go on 

But the empty they've known 

Won't be felt in this moment at all 

There was love in the air 

And it found their hearts there 

Waiting on lonesome's last call 

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While the fiddles are playing 

The dance floor is swaying 

To the beat of an old fashioned waltz 

Their watching the hands 

Of the clock on the wall 

And waiting on lonesome's last call 

They're waiting on lonesome's last call