The Chariot
William Elliott Whitmore
The old days are gone
the time goes so fast
Like the cars of a train
watch 'em go past
The feelin's still here
and it won't leave me be
I didn't waste no time
time wasted me
The chariot swung low and sweet
but it could not carry me home
The circle was broke before I could speak
and now all my faith is gone
There's rest for the righteous
but us wicked can't sleep
Give me something to hold on to
give me something to keep
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