Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Last Stand, artist - Harry Chapin. Album song The Last Protest Singer, in the genre
Date of issue: 05.05.2008
Record label: Chapin
Song language: English
Last Stand |
It used to be that old John Wayne |
Would fight the good fight once again |
Find the strength to bear the pain |
Stand up til he’d finally fall |
But now it’s not just movie time |
And now it’s you that’s on the line |
And now it’s you that’s going to find |
If you can stand at all |
So you circle all the wagons |
And you hide behind the trees |
And you try to find some courage on your knees |
When you heard the sound of taps played |
By the one man band |
You knew this is where you’d have to make |
Your last stand |
And so, my friends, the last stand |
The last song from the last band |
The last note from the last man |
But you gave it all you can |
The cards came down to the last deal |
You’re a starving man at his last meal |
And the movie’s rolled down to the last real |
It’s got an ending you never planned |
She’s left you now, and so it seems |
You’ve tumbled down the last stream |
And you’ve found out that the final dream |
Can disappear so fast |
Watch it all just fade away, boy |
It came down to the last day |
And then the last out, and then the last play |
And you’re alone at last |
So you circle all the wagons |
And you hide behind the trees |
And you try to find some courage on your knees |
When you heard the sound of taps played |
By the one man band |
You knew this is where you’d have to make |
Your last stand |
Well, so it was late last night |
She left on the final flight |
You watched as the last light |
Went out there in your soul |
Took your look around the top |
For now you face the final drop |
You’ll go down fast and you won’t stop |
You found a very deep hole |
Say you’re off on the last ride |
Remembering how she last cried |
And you know that love had long last died |
In silence, not in pain |
You lost your last, your last race |
Stumbled in at last place |
Too late to find the one last face |
Waiting in the rain |
So you circle all the wagons |
And you hide behind the trees |
And you try to find some courage on your knees |
When you heard the sound of taps played |
By the one man band |
You knew this is where you’d have to make |
Your last stand |