A Warm-Lit Room

Lyrics

[Verse 1] You came in laughing through the kitchen door, Rain on your coat, mud across the floor. You set your old cap beside the tea, And said, “There’s room enough for one more, surely.” [Chorus] So lift a glass, let the good years roll, Pass that song from soul to soul. If the road runs long and the night runs late, There’s a warm-lit room and an open gate. [Verse 2] The fiddle found a tune in your worn-out shoes, The whole back room had nothing left to lose. Maeve kept time with a spoon on a tin, And even shy Tom joined the chorus in. [Chorus] So lift a glass, let the good years roll, Pass that song from soul to soul. If the road runs long and the night runs late, There’s a warm-lit room and an open gate. [Bridge] When the morning comes with its pale grey face, We’ll walk you down to the market place. Take one last loaf, take the lane by the mill, And come back whenever you feel the pull. [Instrumental] [Final Chorus] So lift a glass, let the good years roll, Pass that song from soul to soul. If the road runs long and the night runs late, There’s a warm-lit room and an open gate. There’s a warm-lit room and an open gate.