Hey Mr. Death don't come and take my breath
I need it back so I can tell my girl
We're going to get married and move out west
We've got all the time in the world.
We've got all the time in the world
but how much time does the world have
Tick tock down like a whirl pool swirl
Can you tell us by the watches that our grandads had.
Can you tell us by the watches that our grandads had
for they were passed down to us through their grandads
Now they all lay beneath the green green grass
Is there enough time for us, or should we let it pass.
Is there enough time for us, or should we let it pass
For the fun love and laughter, or should we ask
Do we need to hang our heads and pray
that the world has enough time for just one more day.
That the world has enough time for just one more day
So the children of our children can go out and play
then come visit us while we're resting in our graves
for we never know what will come and take us away.
For we never know what will come and take us away
and our time is getting shorter, so come what may
Wild winds and wrecks while walking down a street
with no shelter or clothing and very little food to eat.
Hey Mr. Death don't come and take my breath
I need it back so I can tell my girl
We're going to get married and move out west
We've got all the time in the world.
We've got all the time in the world
but how much time does the world have
Tick tock down like a whirl pool swirl
Can you tell us by the watches that our grandads had
Why no you can't, and that's what's sad.
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