Last Man Standing - Bruce Springsteen

Faded pictures in an old scrapbook

Faded pictures that somebody took

When you were hard and young and proud

Backed against the wall, running raw and loud

Snakeskin vest and a sharkskin suit

Cuban heels on your boots

You kick in the band and side-by-side

You take the crowd on their mystery ride

Knights of Columbus and the Fireman’s Ball

Friday night at the Union Hall

Black-leather clubs all along Route 9

You count the names of the missing as you count off time

Rock of ages lift me somehow

Somewhere high and hard and loud

Somewhere deep into the heart of the crowd

I’m the last man standing now

I’m the last man standing now

Out of school and out of work

Thrift-store jeans and flannel shirts

The lights go down and you face the crowd

The last man standing now

Lights come up at the Legion Hall

Pool cues go back up on the wall

Pack your guitar and have one last beer

With just the ringing in your ears

Rock of ages lift me somehow

Somewhere high and hard and loud

Somewhere deep into the heart of the crowd

I’m the last man standing now

I’m the last man standing now

I’m the last man standing now