The Last Lyrics

When you're too old
to hit the timbers
but you still remember
the sound of the planks
When the snow's deep
in mid December,
You think of September
and a girl you once knew
Well you're too tired to sleep
and you're too old to think
So you pour another drink
and you swear this one's the last
Well you're too tired to sleep
and you're too old to think
So you pour another drink
and you swear this one's the last
When the moon shines
in your window
and you hear the wind blow
and you awake with the past
Well, the moon she's
bright and yellow
and the phone says, "hello,"
but you want to put it down
Well you're too tired to sleep
and you're too old to think
So you pour another drink
and you swear this one's the last
and you swear this one's the last
and you swear this one's the last