Ain't the snow falling just
A bit deeper these days
And they're building the stairs
A bit steeper these days
And the town's really changing
In so many ways
It's time
Time
The young folks you're growing
Uncommonly tall
And the newspaper print
Is becoming 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 tearing down the buildings
That I watched them build
And it's time
Time
You'll get there too
If you stay healthy
It's like I say
If you live long enough
You get old