| Song | Last One Out |
| Artist | Joe Henry |
| Album | Short Man's Room |
| Somehow I wound up with the keys | |
| I guess it’s still my turn to close, | |
| I’ll give the pastor hit last drink for free | |
| And maybe have my ride home when he goes. | |
| But I’ll be the last one out | |
| I’ll leave it all behind me like it was — | |
| A good night’s one that falls where it’s supposed to | |
| And a light is on for anyone that does. | |
| There’s a nail or two in every window | |
| but a back door never locks this side of town, | |
| and there’s a car parked one wheel on the sidewalk | |
| for every Smiling Jim that comes around. | |
| But I’ll be the last one out | |
| I’ll leave it all behind me like it was — | |
| A good night’s one that falls where it’s supposed to | |
| And a light is on for anyone that does. | |
| The radio speaks in tongues | |
| With bits of song that I once knew, | |
| It’s warm tonight but I close my coat | |
| As if I might still owe a chill to you. | |
| Let’s call out Crazy, he’s in back | |
| Then we can put this one to bed, | |
| With that old song about the old rugged cross | |
| Or the one where I think I’m going out of my head. | |
| But I’ll be the last one out | |
| I’ll leave it all behind me like it was — | |
| A good night’s one that falls where it’s supposed to | |
| And a light is on for anyone that does. |
| Somehow I wound up with the keys | |
| I guess it' s still my turn to close, | |
| I' ll give the pastor hit last drink for free | |
| And maybe have my ride home when he goes. | |
| But I' ll be the last one out | |
| I' ll leave it all behind me like it was | |
| A good night' s one that falls where it' s supposed to | |
| And a light is on for anyone that does. | |
| There' s a nail or two in every window | |
| but a back door never locks this side of town, | |
| and there' s a car parked one wheel on the sidewalk | |
| for every Smiling Jim that comes around. | |
| But I' ll be the last one out | |
| I' ll leave it all behind me like it was | |
| A good night' s one that falls where it' s supposed to | |
| And a light is on for anyone that does. | |
| The radio speaks in tongues | |
| With bits of song that I once knew, | |
| It' s warm tonight but I close my coat | |
| As if I might still owe a chill to you. | |
| Let' s call out Crazy, he' s in back | |
| Then we can put this one to bed, | |
| With that old song about the old rugged cross | |
| Or the one where I think I' m going out of my head. | |
| But I' ll be the last one out | |
| I' ll leave it all behind me like it was | |
| A good night' s one that falls where it' s supposed to | |
| And a light is on for anyone that does. |