(Instrumental Solo)
[Slow fiddle melody → bagpipes swell and lift into a hopeful march]
(Verse 1)
The clock’s run thin on the pub wall face
Candles flicker in this holy place
Boots are heavy, heads hang low
Nobody’s ready to bloody go
(Verse 2)
One last song from the corner band
Fiddle crying like it understands
Bagpipes hum like a farewell prayer
For the nights we lived and left in there
(Chorus- PRIDEFUL MALE CHOIR)
Last call at Murphy’s door
One more drink, one song more
If this night must hit the floor
Let it die at Murphy’s door
(Verse 3)
Coins run dry but the stories flow
About loves we lost and will never know
Promises made with a drunken roar
We swear we’ll change—just not before
(Chorus- PRIDEFUL MALE CHOIR)
Last call at Murphy’s door
One more drink, one song more
If this night must hit the floor
Let it die at Murphy’s door
Last call at Murphy’s door
One more drink, one song more
If this night must hit the floor
Let it die at Murphy’s door
(Verse 4)
The barman sighs, the lights come on
But no one here is truly gone
We linger like smoke and spilled stout foam
Dragging our heels from our second home
(Chorus- PRIDEFUL MALE CHOIR)
Last call at Murphy’s door
One more drink, one song more
If this night must hit the floor
Let it die at Murphy’s door
(Break- SOFT, CROWD HUM)
Mmm-oh…
Mmm-oh…
(Instrumental Solo)
[Slow fiddle melody → bagpipes swell and lift into a hopeful march]
(Bridge- PRIDE BUILDING)
If dawn must find us broke and sore
Let it find us laughing more
The night’s not done while we still roar
Outside or in at Murphy’s door
(Chorus- FULL VOICES, SING-ALONG)
Last call at Murphy’s door
One more drink, one song more
If this night must hit the floor
Let it die at Murphy’s door
(Outro- SLOWED, CROWD SHOUTS LAST LINE)
Lock it up, but mark our word—
Tomorrow night we’re back once more
