Raise your glasses, one and all,
Last night he had them in his hands
and kept them laughing till
They left him there with nothing
but the bottle and the bill
And though it was the happy hour
The neon lights were dying
as he tried to find his feet
He heard a newsboy crying
as he stepped out on the street
read about the latest war
Ah, but who needs burning bridges
So he swore into the mirror
I'm the loneliest man I ever met
He watched a wired and weary face
He dropped another quarter down
and watched the pinball flash
played a mournful country song
And Nebraska passed before his eyes
And he swore into the mirror
I'm the loneliest man I ever met
