Time

Glen Campbell · Galveston [Capitol Nashville] [1968]

(Michael Merchant)



Some people run some people crawl

Some people don't even move at all

Some roads lead forward some roads lead back

Some roads are bathed in light and some wrapped in fearful black.



Some people never get some never give

Some people never die and some never live

Some folks treat me mean some treat me kind

Most folks just 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 and 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...