Time / Glen Campbell
Some people run~ some people crawl~
Some people don't even~ move at all~
Some roads lead for ward~
Some roads lead back.~
Some roads are bathed in white~
Some wrapped in black ~
Some people never get-, and some never give~
Some people never die-, but some never live~
Some folks treat me mean-, some treat me kind~
Most of them go their way and don't pay me any mind~
Time, oh, good, good time Where did you go,
Time, oh, good, good time Where did you go
Sometimes I'm satisfied, sometimes I'm not
Sometimes my face is cold, sometimes it's hot
At sunset I laugh~, sunrise I cry ~
At midnight I'm in between, and I'm wondering why.
Time, oh, good, good time Where did you go,
Time, oh, good, good time Where Did You Go
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