No Time - J.J. Cale

    No time for making my moves, no time
    No time for hitting my groove, no time
    Summer comes and summer gone
    When I sing the very same song
    Set apart of all the scene
    How we long for all our dreams
    No time for making no moves, no time
    No time for hitting no grooves, no time
    The clock it turns at a rapid pace
    Takes us to another place
    The train it goes from here to there
    Just left me standing here
    No time for making my moves, no time
    No time for hitting my grooves, no time
    I had the blues this morning I cried all day
    I guess you lose the blues in the morning If you cry 'em away
    No time for making my moves, oh no time
    No time for hitting my grooves, no, no time
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