MY TIME IS RUNNING OUT
WRITER: JESSE McREYNOLDS
PUBLISHER: CARFAX / BMI
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                                                  I'd like to take the old homeplace and fix it up once more
                                                  put new shingles on the roof new carpet on the floor
                                                  To re-live the past would be a pleasure there's no doubt
                                                  but the law of average tells me that my time is running out.

                                                  I hadn't seen the old homeplace since I left there long ago
                                                  things have sure been changing since in the days of old
                                                  The weeds are high, the clinging vines are climbing up the wall
                                                  the old red barn is leaning so, it's just about to fall.

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                                                  In memory I can see my Mama washing dirty clothes
                                                  two little boys running around with a dirty nose
                                                  The woods have taken the corn fields where we used to work all day
                                                  these things keep reminding me how time can slip away.

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