come friends gather 'round me
raise up your glass
while the sun cuts a path 'cross the sky
time passes slowly or it goes by too fast
tommorrow we're gonna spend our last dimetake down the fiddle
rosin up the bow
roll back the rug one more time
maybe the best country waltz that you know
is tomorrow we're gonna spend our last dime
coast through the hallways of grief and despair
shake off the sorrows of a hard empty year
tell me that you love me so dear
tomorrow we're gonna spend our last dimecome friends, gather 'round me
raise up your glass
while the sun cuts a path 'cross the sky
time passes slowly or it goes by too fast
tomorrow we're gonna spend our last dime
coast through the hallways of grief and despair
shake off the sorrow of a hard empty year
tell me that you love me so dear
tomorrow we're gonna spend our last dime
tell me that you love me so dear
tomorrow we're gonna spend our last dime