джаз, Музыка Для Работы, Спокойный джаз, Jazz Saxophone The last call

The waiter is stacking the chairs on the floor
The sign is flipped over upon the door
The music has faded, the smoke clears away
We’ll have to save it for another day
Grab your coat and finish your glass
All good things must come to pass

It’s the last call, friends, the last call
We had a ball, didn't we have it all?
The night was young but now it is old
The stories have all been told
So tip your hat and say goodnight
Everything is gonna be alright

Don't be sad that the party is done
Tomorrow brings us a brand new sun
We laughed and we loved and we sang out of tune
Underneath the watchful moon
I’ll walk you home through the quiet street
To the rhythm of our own beat

Excuse me while I disappear
Into the atmosphere
But I’ll be back, don't you worry
There is no need to hurry

The night was young but now it is old
The stories have all been told
So tip your hat and say goodnight
Goodnight, everybody.