Walked in and everybody knew,
nobody had to ask.
Joe just slid my usual over,
said, "Good to have you back."
The band was playin' our old song,
and the room still raised 'em high.
Same Polaroids curlin' by the register—
we're still up there, squintin' at July.
Somebody caught my eye across the room…
lifted up a glass…
and said, "Here's to us."
Here's to us…
and every mile we made together.
Here's to us…
and thinkin' June would last forever.
No, it didn't…
but that's alright—
we still had the summer.
Raise 'em high…
raise 'em high…
Here's to every Friday night
we shut this whole place down.
You stole the cherry from every drink
the bar set down for me.
Beat me at darts and talked your trash—
man, you could make a whole room laugh.
Didn't own much back then,
somehow had enough.
Just a long warm stretch of sunshine
bigger than the two of us.
The room kept fillin',
the band kept playin',
somebody started to dance.
Somebody back by the pool table laughed—
and I turned around too fast.
Here's to us…
and every mile we made together.
Here's to us…
and thinkin' June would last forever.
No, it didn't…
but that's alright—
we still had the summer.
Raise 'em high…
raise 'em high…
Here's to every Friday night
we shut this whole place down.
Band came down…
horns fell quiet…
some young couple
sat down on your old stool.
They looked just like we did…
back when Fridays
started Thursday night.
I tipped my glass.
They tipped theirs too.
Didn't seem to need a word.
Then somebody counted…
"One… two… three…"
and the whole damn room
started singing—
Here's to us…
and every mile we made together.
Here's to us…
and thinkin' June would last forever.
No, it didn't…
but that's alright—
I'm sure glad
we had the summer.
Raise 'em high…
raise 'em high…
Here's to every Friday night
we shut this whole place down…
and I hope
you had it too.
Last call…
Joe reached for two…
Stopped.
Set one back.
Poured the one.
…
Yeah.
We still had the summer.