It's like I felt it comin' on in 63
I can't see the road as clear as I can see
There's a shadow cross my path
I can see the writing clearly on the wall
Time is slowly catching up on me
And there's not much left,
just a dream that's following me
Just a dream that takes the road
After twelve years on the road
It's just a dream that lives to live
Of the things that we really did
And the changes that seemed to slip
But all this chat talkin'
Don't do you no good, no how
Hey, don't do you know you know how
Oh, listen, pigs swingin' and bell ringin'
it sure ain't a lot of fun
It sure ain't a lot of fun
If you can't get a number
Time is slowly catching up on me
And there's not much left,
just a dream that's part of me
But all this hip swinging and bell ringing
it sure ain't a lot of fun
Said a chore ain't a lot of fun
If you can't get a number one