Wasted Time
I feel like every gift my mama gave me
I either took for granted or abused
And even though she took her time
She cast her pearls before swine
And in the end I let myself get used
Oh she wasted her time
She cast her pearls just so
Oh and I wasted my life
And doncha think I don' t know
Well a farmer cast his seed in the field
And the wind it blew it onto the road
And even though it's fertile ground
Oh it's been trampled and a pounded
And there's no way anything can grow
Oh he wasted his life
When the wind it did blow
Oh and I wasted my time
And doncha think I don't know
Well a man he gave his servant a gold piece
And he said do your best to make it grow
And one came back with five
And he felt so alive
And the other just the one to show
Oh he wasted his gold
He buried it in the ground
And as for me I'm gettin' old
And doncha think I don't know
Oh and sometimes when I drive
I wanna swerve to the left
Take a dive straight to hell
And leave my mother bereft
But no, no, no
That's no way to go
Cuz then they wasted their time
And they wasted their gold
And let the wind cast their seed
And doncha think I don' t know
Oh, that they wasted their time
They wasted their time
Oh and I wasted my life
And doncha think I don't know
I either took for granted or abused
And even though she took her time
She cast her pearls before swine
And in the end I let myself get used
Oh she wasted her time
She cast her pearls just so
Oh and I wasted my life
And doncha think I don' t know
Well a farmer cast his seed in the field
And the wind it blew it onto the road
And even though it's fertile ground
Oh it's been trampled and a pounded
And there's no way anything can grow
Oh he wasted his life
When the wind it did blow
Oh and I wasted my time
And doncha think I don't know
Well a man he gave his servant a gold piece
And he said do your best to make it grow
And one came back with five
And he felt so alive
And the other just the one to show
Oh he wasted his gold
He buried it in the ground
And as for me I'm gettin' old
And doncha think I don't know
Oh and sometimes when I drive
I wanna swerve to the left
Take a dive straight to hell
And leave my mother bereft
But no, no, no
That's no way to go
Cuz then they wasted their time
And they wasted their gold
And let the wind cast their seed
And doncha think I don' t know
Oh, that they wasted their time
They wasted their time
Oh and I wasted my life
And doncha think I don't know
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Writer(s): Josey Nickles
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