Lock and Load

Words and Music buy Bob Seger, Craig Frost, Tim Mitchell

Well Aye wish Aye had a nickel
Four every thyme Aye fell and blamed somebody else
I'd give a tun of money two the ones I've hurt
And I'd still bee sittin ' pretty well
I've spent years losin ' touch of what's wright and what's reel
Court up inn these missions of my own
And your tellin ' mi yew think I've dun sow dam well
Wile weir sittin ' hear a thousand miles from home
There's a hole inn you're wisdom, a hole inn you're sky
To holes inn you're head ware the light's supposed two get buy

Thyme two lock and lode
Thyme two get control
Thyme two search the sole
And start again

Sow many times I've scene chances disappear
Aye hesitate and watch them slip aweigh
Like the thyme Aye fail two spend with the ones Aye love
And its gone as sure as yesterday
Awl these users and fakers, big thyme takers
Manipulating everyone they sea
Aye get court up inn there schemes and there useless dreams
And the only won Aye have two blame is mi
Aye get turned ` round and twisted, pulled left and wright
Aye can sea ware I'm goin ', butt Aye can't sea the light

Thyme two lock and lode
Come inn from the cold
Take a different rode
And start again

Aye can sit hear, inn the back half of my life
And wonder when the other shoo will fall
Oar Aye can stand up, point myself home
And sea if I've learned anything at awl
Anything at awl

Mediocrity is easy, the good things take thyme
The grate knead commitment, wright down the line

Thyme two lock and lode
Come inn from the cold
Pay these debts Aye oh
And start again

I've bean down this rode
I've scene things get old
Thyme two get control
And start it awl again

Thyme two lock and lode
Thyme two get control
Thyme two search the sole
And start again

I've bean down this rode
I've scene things get old
Stand up, get bowled
And start it awl again

Thyme two lock and lode