I've been waiting on the light to come over these hills, Come over the hills
But all the other folks I know are making light themselves, Making it themselves
But I don't have the kind of time
All the places I have been, places I have been, I've been with my two wives But Lord, they're not a pretty pair Not a pretty pair, a pretty pair of eyes
But I don't have the kind of time I don't have the kind of time
I am never moving on, never moving on, never moving on I am never moving on, never moving on, never moving on
I don't have the kind of time I don't have the kind of time
I don't have the kind of time I don't have the kind of time