| Don’t you love the sound |
| Of the last laugh my friend |
| Don’t you love the sound |
| Of the last laugh at the end |
| Down in the gutter with the mad old soldiers |
| Down in the scuppers with the drunken sailors |
| Down in the gutter with the mad old soldiers |
| But the last laugh, baby is yours |
| And don’t you love the sound |
| Of the last laugh going down |
| Games you thought you’d learned |
| You neither lost nor won |
| Dreams have crashed and burned |
| Out on the highway with the road gang working |
| Up on the mountain with the cold wind blowing |
| Out on the highway with the road band working |
| But the last laugh, baby is yours |
| And don’t you love the sound |
| Of the last laugh going down |
| They had you crying but you came up smiling |
| They had you crawling and you came up flying |
| They had you crying but you came up smiling |
| And the last laugh, baby is yours |
| And don’t you love the sound |
| Of the last laugh going down |
| Yeh don’t you love the sound |
| Of the last laugh going down |