The Last One

The lyric

There's a porch light on and a pack on the shelf

And a man out here learning to be by himself

I have thrown it away about a thousand times

And then bought it back with a pocket full of dimes

This is the last one, I'm telling you true

The last one I carry, and the last one I lose

Morning will take it, the way morning does

This is the last one, and that's just because

My hands know the habit, my heart knows the cost

And the years that I smoked, well, the years are not lost