Your Days Are Done

yey
i went out
walking just the other
night
looked at the stars
and saw a hell of a sight
(whats that)
and i saw elvis
dancing on the moon
(the moon)

and a cat on a fiddle
laying down a nasty tune
he looked upon me
and said what your doing boy
i told him who i was
and what i done before
(done before)
he even told me
my son you'll be the one
your gonna be a star
and then your time will come
your time will come
your days are done
your time will come
next thing i knew i standing centre stage
it happend so dam quikly
noone even turned the page
(head shot)
few people started hearing what there
was to be told
i knew i had to say it fast
so i ran so much soul
so i heared that nasty fiddle
and i knew there was time
their not gonna get me
so i had to walk
that line
(walk that line)
he looked sraight at me
and said
boy you've had some fun
now it's time to pack your bags

and now your time
has come
your days are done
your time has come
don't preach to me son
your time has come
you'll love a story
there's a moral
to be learnt
to keep your
eyes on every one
for fear of being burnt
devil comes in many ways
he's looking for your soul
keep it safe
and see it fast
maybe you'll grow old
talking about my story
so i can keep you well
even i have told you
you might end up in hell
a donkey pass's by you
walking on the line
but now it's time to say good-bye
because your out of time
your time has come (yey)
end



Credits
Writer(s): Shannon Neil Noll, Adam Frank Noll, Damian Neil Noll, David Alan Wilkins, Craig Anthony Porteils
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