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TERRI CLARK lyrics : "Lonesome's Last Call"

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

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


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

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