Verse 1
King Street shining through the evening rain
Warm light spilling from a weathered frame
Push the door open, leave the city at the wall
A fiddle starts a melody and suddenly that's all
Old timber, old stories, old laughter in the air
Faces turning toward the music like a whispered prayer
Someone starts singing and the whole room joins along
Like they've been waiting all week just to lose themselves in song
Pre-Chorus
The world outside can carry on
We've got nowhere else to belong
Chorus
I don't wanna leave this room tonight
Jameson gold and Smithfield lights
You beside me, the fiddles carrying on
Like the whole damn city's singing along
Let the morning find us when it can
We've got nowhere else to stand
For a few short hours we're not alone
One more tune in The Cobblestone
Verse 2
I've heard these melodies all of my life
Floating through summers and cold winter nights
Never really noticed how much they were mine
Till I saw them reflected through somebody else's eyes
Every chorus, every story, every face inside this room
Feels brighter than I remember, like something in bloom
Funny how a place you've known since before you could speak
Can feel brand new again in a single week
Pre-Chorus
The world outside can carry on
We've got nowhere else to belong
Chorus
I don't wanna leave this room tonight
Jameson gold and Smithfield lights
You beside me, the fiddles carrying on
Like the whole damn city's singing along
Let the morning find us when it can
We've got nowhere else to stand
For a few short hours we're not alone
One more tune in The Cobblestone
Bridge
When the last glass empties
And the lights burn low
Will these songs still follow
Everywhere we go?
Bridge Response
Some nights disappear
Before the dawn arrives
Some nights leave a mark
For the rest of your life
Build
Hold this moment
Don't let go
One more tune
In The Cobblestone
Final Chorus
I don't wanna leave this room tonight
Jameson gold and Smithfield lights
You beside me, the fiddles carrying on
Like the whole damn city's singing along
Let the morning find us when it can
We've got nowhere else to stand
For a few short hours we're not alone
One more tune in The Cobblestone
One more tune...
One more tune...
One more tune in The Cobblestone