I've been waiting on the light
to come over these hills,
Come over the hills
But all the other folks I know
are making light themselves,
Making it themselves
But I
don't have the kind of time
All the places I have been,
places I have been,
I've been with my two wives
But Lord, they're not a pretty pair
Not a pretty pair,
a pretty pair of eyes
But I
don't have the kind of time
I
don't have the kind of time
I am never moving on,
never moving on,
never moving on
I am never moving on,
never moving on,
never moving on
I
don't have the kind of time
I
don't have the kind of time
I
don't have the kind of time
I
don't have the kind of time