Time is going by Lyrics
Time is going by, I feel the pack
At the sawmill that he worked at
He gave away what's in his pay
But a thirteen men could force him
If they had the same will as him
I think things over
While time is going by
And the more I think over
But the time is going by and so am I
Sister Kate is always late
She's in a hurry to get where
And she knows that she's a woman
And even when it's summer
There's a smell of her perfume
There is a smell of sweat
I hear people who know her
'cause she works at our back
But I am too busy to listen to what I hear
My father doesn't go to work
He doesn't know what to
He feels he is too old to work
And I am going to buy
A full box of pencils
When there's a bottle on his table
He is a good old man
So we look him up in the stables
And ask him "how can we do that?"