One More Chorus

House lights coming up too early,

band's been playing since about nine,

somebody's coat is on the piano

and somebody's sister's still on the floor.

And the man says wrap it up now —

and the man has said that before —

so give me one more chorus.

One more. Then I'll go.

'Cause I don't know when this room

is ever gonna hold us all again —

One more chorus! (one more chorus!)

Sing it like the last one! (like the last one!)

I have got you for another minute

and I intend to use it.

Everybody leaves here later

than they meant to, every time —

and nobody ever regrets it.

One more chorus!

We came in from twelve directions,

we came in with the week on us,

and something in the horn line

put the weight down at the door.

That's the trade. That's the whole trade:

you came heavy, and you're leaving light —

now go do that for somebody

before this time next year.

That's the only thing that travels.

Everything else stays in the parking lot —

One more chorus! (one more chorus!)

Sing it like you mean to keep it! (mean to keep it!)

I have got you for another minute,

so I'm spending it on this:

leave a person better than you found them.

That's it. That's the whole instruction.

Somebody wrote it in a hymn once.

We put a backbeat on it.

Better than you found them! (better than you found them!)

Better than you found them! (BETTER THAN YOU FOUND THEM!)

One more chorus! (one more chorus!)

Then the lights, then the cold, then home!

And you'll go back to your morning

and I'll go back to mine —

but you're leaving here lighter than you came,

and that's the only thing I've got to give,

and I have given it all night,

and I'd do it all again.

Goodnight. Goodnight.

One more chorus.