

I thought I knew when to stop
I thought I’d said what I had to say
Put the old guitars in their cases
Started getting used to quieter days
Then one night I heard a melody
Coming through an open window
And something in me answered
Before I had time to think
So give me one more ride
One more night
beneath those lights One more room full of strangers Turning into friends
by midnight
I don’t need forever I don’t need another lifetime
Just give me one good song
And one more ride
I’ve buried people I loved
I’ve stood beside too many empty chairs
I’ve watched whole neighborhoods change
While somehow still standing there
But I’ve also seen a crowd Sing a song they didn’t know
before
And that’s enough to make an old man
Reach for his guitar once more
If this is the last chapter
Let it be written loud
Don’t give me a quiet ending
I was never good at quiet
I’ve got a little left in me
I’ve got a little left to say
And if my hands still know the chords Then I’m not done
today
Give me one more ride
One more night
beneath those lights One more room full of strangers Turning into friends
by midnight
I don’t need forever I don’t need another lifetime
Just give me one good song…
…and one more ride.