Til The Morning Comes
© 2026, Eric K. Holbrook
Came in laughin’, boots all slidin’, swore I wouldn’t stay
Met O’Malley winkin’, thinkin’ “sure we’ll just behave”
First pint foamin’, second roamin’, third one hit the floor
By the fourth we’re singin’, swingin’ right into the door
Lift it, tip it, pass it, sip it, don’t you let it drop
Clap it, tap it, spin around and never ever stop
Laughin’, crashin’, boots are bashin’ louder than a drum
If you’re breathin’, you’re not leavin’ till the mornin’ comes
Fiddle racin’, table shakin’, someone lost a hat
Nora’s shoutin’, cousin countin’ how much we’re at
Tom fell dancin’, kept on prancin’, never missed a beat
Blamed the ceiling for his feelin’ dizzy in the feet
Lift it, tip it, don’t you drop it
Clap it, tap it, never stop it
Laughin’, crashin’, here we come
Not leavin’ till the mornin’ comes
Billy flirtin’, nearly certain he’s a movie star
Got rejected, still perfected leanin’ on the bar
Sally shoutin’, “no more countin’, pour it nice and tall!”
We all nodded, slightly lopsided, leanin’ on the wall
Lift it, tip it, pass it, sip it, don’t you let it drop
Clap it, tap it, spin around and never ever stop
Laughin’, crashin’, boots are bashin’ louder than a drum
If you’re breathin’, you’re not leavin’ till the mornin’ comes
Buttons poppin’, cousins hoppin’, chairs are slidin’ back
Seamus braggin’, nearly laggin’, “I’ve still got the knack!”
Glasses clinkin’, nobody thinkin’ how we’re gettin’ home
Every minute louder in it, nobody alone
Lift it, tip it, pass it, sip it, don’t you let it drop
Clap it, tap it, spin around and never ever stop
Laughin’, crashin’, boots are bashin’ louder than a drum
If you’re breathin’, you’re not leavin’ till the mornin’ comes
Last call rangin’, rearrangin’ plans to go to bed
Nobody movin’, still improving lies we said
“Just one minute,” “nearly finished,” “sure we’re nearly done”
Five more minutes, still we’re in it, singin’ at the sun
[DOUBLE CHORUS – fast, stacked vocals]
Lift it, tip it, pass it, sip it, don’t you let it drop
Clap it, tap it, spin around and never ever stop
Laughin’, crashin’, boots are bashin’ louder than a drum
If you’re breathin’, you’re not leavin’ till the mornin’ comes
Lift it, tip it, shout and rip it, rattle every beam
Stomp it, thump it, jump and pump it, louder than a scream
Laughin’, crashin’, boots are bashin’, louder than a drum
If you’re breathin’, you’re not leavin’ till the mornin’ comes
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