The Flea Market Hustlers

 

Last Man Standing

02:55
David Preston

Story

David Preston - Guitar, Vocals, Bass
John Furbush - Mandolin, Harmonica
Mike Tharpe - Banjo
Jake Winebrenner - Drums, Vocals

Lyrics

One ounce of prevention is worth a pound of the cure
Where that statistic came from, I'm not so very sure
Maybe an ounce of joy, is worth a pound of sorrow
Who cares, I'll figure it all out tomorrow

But tonight my candle is burning at both ends
One ounce of redemption is worth a pound of sin
All I can tell you is I'll be alright
I'm the last man standing tonight

Sunken bloodshot eyes, with a half-cocked smile
Each moment is worth a lifetime, each step worth a hundred miles
Smiles are always free, and the coffee's worth five bucks
Night time is the right time, but the morning kind of sucks 

I don't know what it means, I don't care how it seems
All I can tell you is I'll be alright
I'm the last man standing tonight

This work I don't mind doing, for everybody's sake
And if you ain't out here with us, we're probably keeping you awake
We'll play 'til it hurts, and play right through to the end
Get up some time tomorrow and do it all over again

I don't know what it means, I don't care how it seems
All I can tell you is I'll be alright
I'm the last man standing tonight
I'm the last man standing tonight
I'm the last man standing tonight