Time Gets Away

Time Gets Away

As a young boy on the farm, Daddy’d take me by the arm
And he’d sit me down and he would say
“Take it slow, boy. Time gets away”

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Time gets away, Lord time gets away
Don’t you worry bout yesterday
We get older, we get gray
Make it count now, time gets away

Now I’m older and I’m grown, got a farm and kids of my own
And I look around and now and I say, “lord have mercy, time gets away”

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All this fighting, all this hate, but you and I we’re just the same
We’re both riding life’s big train. We’ve got time, but time gets away

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