Jimmy’s eyes were round and bright A sinister moon hangin’ low that night Sneakin’ in and outa sight Behind those maple trees Mysterious jaunt off old 66 Headin’ straight into the heart of an orchard thick I got to hopin’ that pretty quick We would turn the RV around
The time has come, the time is now To turn, turn, turn it around The time has come, the time is now To turn, turn, turn it around
Dark and eerie the night we drove Down into the shadows of Isaac’s grove Pondering the times when I knew I dove down Deeper than I should have gone A true voice whispers from somewhere inside (You gotta do what’s right) Pleadin’ with a man to do the thing that’s right Run from darkness into the light Find the Mother Road and just drive on
The time has come, the time is now To turn, turn, turn it around The time has come, the time is now To turn, turn, turn it around…