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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
There’s a chip in your glass
There’s a crack in my voice
And the clock overhanging the bar
Says we’re running out of choice
But your head on my shoulder
Makes the years fall away
So I’ll sit here and sip here beside you
Till they turn on the day
[Chorus]
So here’s to the night that we almost went home
Here’s to the joke that we laughed at alone
Here’s to the song that we barely can say
Last call
My love
But let’s stay
Last call
My love
Let’s stay
[Verse 2]
All the hard men are yawning
All the loud girls are gone
Just the hush of our glasses
And the tail-end of a song
You trace hearts on the table
In a puddle of foam
And you smile like you’re already starting
To carry me home
[Chorus]
So here’s to the night that we almost went home
Here’s to the joke that we laughed at alone
Here’s to the song that we barely can say
Last call
My love
But let’s stay
Last call
My love
Let’s stay
[Bridge]
Let the barman stack the chairs (softly)
Let the street grow cold and grey
If the world can wait outside that door
We’ll finish this dream our way (hey)
[Chorus]
So here’s to the night that we almost went home
Here’s to the joke that we laughed at alone
Here’s to the song that we’re learning to say
Last call
My love
Let’s stay
Last call
My love
Let’s stay
Details
GeneratedMar 31, 2026
Duration3:01
LanguageEnglish
Style
Gentle pub waltz at 3/4, brushed drums and warm upright bass under fingerpicked acoustic guitar and soft piano. Male vocals, close and tender, with low group hums on the chorus like tired friends around a table. Fiddle weaves simple countermelodies, accordion swells in the bridge. Mix leans intimate and cozy, like the singer’s at the next barstool., slow, soft
Credits
Prompt by
luca_Wolf23
luca_Wolf23ModelAria v5
Prompt
Pub-Style Irish Drinking Song soft and sweet and slow
