The Last of the M H-icans

I've been working at the "same" shop for twenty years. I don't know why except that I always seem to find something to commit to so I can't, with good conscience, leave the job undone. I say "same" because the company has gone through four names and a complete upper management turnover so technically it's really not the "same". I haven't gone anywhere but everyone else has. All the guys I came up in the trade with are gone. All the guys I worked for are gone. There is only me and one more left and he's received an offer that I don't think he can refuse. So here I am, hard headed and not going anywhere till they run me out. I'm the last of the M H-icans.