Words and music by bob seger, craig frost, tim mitchell
Well I wish I had a nickel For every time I fell and blamed somebody else I'd give a ton of money to the ones I've hurt And I'd still be sittin' pretty well I've spent years losin' touch of what's right and what's real Caught up in these missions of my own And you're tellin' me you think I've done so damn well While we're sittin' here a thousand miles from home There's a hole in your wisdom, a hole in your sky Two holes in your head where the light's supposed to get by
Time to lock and load Time to get control Time to search the soul And start again
So many times I've seen chances disappear I hesitate and watch them slip away Like the time I fail to spend with the ones I love And it's gone as sure as yesterday All these users and fakers, big time takers Manipulating everyone they see I get caught up in their schemes and their useless dreams And the only one I have to blame is me I get turned 'round and twisted, pulled left and right I can see where I'm goin', but I can't see the light
Time to lock and load Come in from the cold Take a different road And start again
I can sit here, in the back half of my life And wonder when the other shoe will fall Or I can stand up, point myself home And see if I've learned anything at all Anything at all
Mediocrity is easy, the good things take time The great need commitment, right down the line
Time to lock and load Come in from the cold Pay these debts I owe And start again
I've been down this road I've seen things get old Time to get control And start it all again
Time to lock and load Time to get control Time to search the soul And start again
I've been down this road I've seen things get old Stand up, get bold And start it all again
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