LONG LAST LOOK 

Sitting in a bar in this dusty old town 
Waiting for the sun to go down 
Me oh my, how the time passes slow 
When you got no money and no place to go 
I’m looking at Suzie, she’s looking at me 
She sees the same things that I see 
Lonely people living on dreams 
Suzie this leaving can’t be as hard as it seems 

There’s no percentage in us hanging around 
We both know we gotta leave this town 
There’ll be no turning back for old times sake 
So Suzie, is there something you would like to take? 
She said “A long last look, a long last look 
Let’s take a long last look before we go” 

Got me a job in a hardware store 
They gave me a room on the second floor 
It didn’t pay much, just enough to get by 
With a little left over to get me high 
But all in all I was doing alright 
Till her daddy came round and we started to fight 
Now I’m out of a job and I’m out on the street 
Down on my luck but I’m not down on my knees 
Let’s take a long last look, a long last look 
A long last look before we go 

Throw my guitar in the pickup truck 
Head off south to try to change our luck 
We could be gone by the time the sun goes down 
Before your daddy thinks to come around 
Hey Little Suzie what do you think about that? 
Maybe this leaving might be where it’s at? 

I ain’t got much that I can call my own 
But I’ve got a heart so Suzie you’ve got a home 
Let’s raise a glass to everyone we know 
And drink a toast to them before we go 
Then take a long last look, a long last look 
Let’s take a long last look before we go

 

© Errol Walsh/Tex Comer