Time - Bobby Bare

Ain’t the snow fallin' just a bit deeper these days

Ain’t they’re building the stairs a bit steeper these days

And the town’s really changin' in so many ways it’s time time

The young folks you’re growin' uncommonly tall

And the newspaper print is becomin' so small

And folks talk so soft you can barely hear at all it’s time just time

Jokes aren’t as witty as the old jokes once were

And the girls ain’t half as pretty as I remember her

And today on the bus a grown man called me sir it’s time just time

You know I ain’t quite as anxious for fame or success

And my eye finds the girl in the plain simple dress

And I cling a bit longer to each warm caress that’s time just time

So it takes a bit longer to walk up a hill

What of it but my life now is much more fulfill

But they’re tearin' down the buildings that I watched them build it’s time time