The Last Shift

Frankie throws down his apron, wipes his hands on his jeans

Says, "Danny, one last beer and then we're outta here"

The neon sign flickers, glowing over the rain

While the trucks roll by like ghost ships in the night

He says, "You know, man, the secret to life

Ain't written in books or carved in stone"

Danny laughs, lights up a cigarette

Says, "Maybe it's just workin' hard and movin' on"

One last shift, one last ride

One more dream left crumpled inside

The road is callin', the heart is sayin'