Uploaded May 2026 | Updated September 2026, 5 days ago
Last American Waltz featuring Molly Tuttle appears on the NEW OCMS album Union Made out on June 5. Pre-Save and Pre-Order the record here: firebird.lnk.to/UnionMade
Written by Ketch Secor & Critter Fuqua
Produced & Engineered by Morgan Jahnig
Assistant Engineer: Evan Donohue
Recorded at Hartland Studios in Nashville, TN
Mixed by Brandon Bell at Bellair Studio
Mastered by Pete Lyman at Infrasonic Sound
Video was filmed & edited by Joshua Britt & Neilson Hubbard for Neighborhoods Apart
Filmed on location at American Legion Inglewood Post 82 in Nashville, TN
Ketch Secor – Vocals & Acoustic Guitar
Molly Tuttle – Vocals
Morgan Jahnig – Mellotron & Percussion
Cory Younts – Drums, Piano & Vocals
PJ George – Vocals, Upright Bass, Organ, Percussion & 12 String Guitar
Chance McCoy – Mandolin & Vocals
Joe Andrews – Pedal Steel & Vocals
Mike Harris – Acoustic Guitar
Lyrics:
Come out come out wherever you roam
There’s time enough for one last song
So gather in close before the music fades
Kick up your heels, lay down your stones
Roll over backwards in your sweet baby’s arms
And rise like Lazarus, the band is beginning to play
The last American waltz
We were young when we carved
Out our names in the sky
With a song on our tongues and our hearts on the line
On an unruly vessel we sailed in the perilous wind
We cut through the irons all
Jake-legged and numb
To the mystical pounding of Indian drums
Now we’re called all together
Tojoin in this motley parade
Oh the fire in the furnace the fog in the air
Sparks flew like tinsel all down your red hair
Making desperate love where there’s no hope to spare
All the while hear the wild reckless tune
Is anybody listening, can anybody hear
The last American waltz?
Oh this hammer don’t ring, this cannon don’t roar
This train boundfor glory don’t stop here no more
The scrap heaps are piling with heroes
Whose ship has sailed
Hush pretty baby rally the men
The patroller’s sweeping all over the land
And he’ll snuff out your songs
If you join in his desperate crusade
Well me I’m not treading down no trail of tears
Just going out where the air is clear
And you’ll know by the sound of my violin
If I’m ever back this way again
Is anybody listening, can anybody hear
The last American waltz
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#oldcrowmedicineshow #lastamericanwaltz #unionmade #mollytuttle
Last American Waltz featuring Molly Tuttle appears on the NEW OCMS album Union Made out on June 5. Pre-Save and Pre-Order the record here: firebird.lnk.to/UnionMade
Written by Ketch Secor & Critter Fuqua
Produced & Engineered by Morgan Jahnig
Assistant Engineer: Evan Donohue
Recorded at Hartland Studios in Nashville, TN
Mixed by Brandon Bell at Bellair Studio
Mastered by Pete Lyman at Infrasonic Sound
Video was filmed & edited by Joshua Britt & Neilson Hubbard for Neighborhoods Apart
Filmed on location at American Legion Inglewood Post 82 in Nashville, TN
Ketch Secor – Vocals & Acoustic Guitar
Molly Tuttle – Vocals
Morgan Jahnig – Mellotron & Percussion
Cory Younts – Drums, Piano & Vocals
PJ George – Vocals, Upright Bass, Organ, Percussion & 12 String Guitar
Chance McCoy – Mandolin & Vocals
Joe Andrews – Pedal Steel & Vocals
Mike Harris – Acoustic Guitar
Lyrics:
Come out come out wherever you roam
There’s time enough for one last song
So gather in close before the music fades
Kick up your heels, lay down your stones
Roll over backwards in your sweet baby’s arms
And rise like Lazarus, the band is beginning to play
The last American waltz
We were young when we carved
Out our names in the sky
With a song on our tongues and our hearts on the line
On an unruly vessel we sailed in the perilous wind
We cut through the irons all
Jake-legged and numb
To the mystical pounding of Indian drums
Now we’re called all together
Tojoin in this motley parade
Oh the fire in the furnace the fog in the air
Sparks flew like tinsel all down your red hair
Making desperate love where there’s no hope to spare
All the while hear the wild reckless tune
Is anybody listening, can anybody hear
The last American waltz?
Oh this hammer don’t ring, this cannon don’t roar
This train boundfor glory don’t stop here no more
The scrap heaps are piling with heroes
Whose ship has sailed
Hush pretty baby rally the men
The patroller’s sweeping all over the land
And he’ll snuff out your songs
If you join in his desperate crusade
Well me I’m not treading down no trail of tears
Just going out where the air is clear
And you’ll know by the sound of my violin
If I’m ever back this way again
Is anybody listening, can anybody hear
The last American waltz
Follow Old Crow Medicine Show :
Website: crowmedicine.com
Instagram: instagram.com/crowmedicine
Facebook: facebook.com/OldCrowMedicineShow
TikTok: https:tiktok.com/@oldcrowmedicineshow
Twitter: https://x.com/crowmedicine
Follow Molly Tuttle:
Website: mollytuttlemusic.com
Instagram: instagram.com/mollytuttle
Facebook: facebook.com/mollytuttlemusic
TikTok: tiktok.com/@mollytuttle
Twitter: https://x.com/mollytuttle
Follow The American Legion:
Website: nashvillepost82.org
Instagram: instagram.com/post82nashville
Facebook: facebook.com/post82inglewood
#oldcrowmedicineshow #lastamericanwaltz #unionmade #mollytuttle
