Don’t you love the sound
Of the last laugh of my friend
Don’t you love the sound
Of the last laugh at the end
Down in the gutter with the mad old soldiers
Down in the scuppers with the drunken sailors
Down in the gutter with the mad old soldiers
But the last laugh, baby is your
And don’t love the sound
Of the last laugh going down
Games you thought you’ve learned
You neither lost or won
Dreams have crashed and burned
But you’re still going on
Out on the highway with the road gang working
Up on the mountain with the cold wind blowing
Out on the highway with the road bang working
But the last laugh, baby is your
And don’t love the sound
Of the last laugh going down
They had you crying but you came up smiling
They had you crawling and you came up flying
They had you crying but you came up smiling
But the last laugh, baby is your
And don’t love the sound
Of the last laugh going down
Yeh, don’t love the sound
Of the last laugh going down