Verse 1There's a diner on the corner where the old men used to sit,Trading stories for a coffee and remembering a bit.Now the booths are mostly empty, and the neon's growing dim,But every Friday night I still stop in and think of them.
Verse 2There was Charlie, there was Raymond, there was old Joe McBride,Men who worked the fields and factories, never asking for a ride.They taught me life ain't measured by the money that you save,It's the hands you help along the way and the promises you gave.
ChorusAnd when the last light on Main Street finally fades away,May they say I stood for something at the end of every day.Not for riches, not for glory, not for fortune or acclaim,Just a man who loved his family and tried to earn his name.
Verse 3Now my son's about the age I was when I first left this town,With a head full of big dreams and boots worn halfway down.I tell him roads get lonely and the world can be unkind,But your word is worth more than gold when hard times come to find you.
ChorusAnd when the last light on Main Street finally fades away,May they say I stood for something at the end of every day.Not for riches, not for glory, not for fortune or acclaim,Just a man who loved his family and tried to earn his name.
BridgeThe years go by like freight trains rolling through the night,You can't stop them, you can't catch them, you just hold on tight.And in the end we're only memories in somebody's mind,So make the kind they're proud to keep when they look behind.
Final ChorusWhen the last light on Main Street finally fades away,May they say I gave more than I took along the way.And if heaven keeps a record of the things we leave behind,I hope they find a grateful heart and a life well spent in mine.
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