"A Ragtime Song" lyrics

"A Ragtime Song"

Now you're on my side
It's been a long time
Been a long time
Must we tow the line
To the past
The past is fine
Where it's at

She gets up round 9
Plans the morning
Oh that golden
Rest you'll have tonight
Feel the day
She casts an eye
To a blue sky

She said, "Oh my love I've been away for years and miles
I've lived as much as I could live
In this young life
All I've got now is your ragtime song
A pocket watch and a promise to make a home
I'm too old, my bones are weary, and my hands are tired
I'm not what you're recalling from before but that's alright."

Oh then under time
Watch the world pass by
It no longer cries
Winter time
Should we lose our way
We'll follow tracks

I said, Oh my love I've been away for years and miles
I've lived as much as I could live
In this young life
And all I've got now is a ragtime song
A pocket watch and a promise to make a home
I'm too old, my bones are weary, and my hands are tired
I'm not what you're recalling from before but that's alright
There's all this time
There's all this time
There's always time
Always time


Writer(s): Ciaran Lavery
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