Turning The Century

I been singing for so long

I go from door to door

But it ain't the song

I'm singing for

I've painted every town

The colors

I ignore No it ain't the change

I'm looking for

Mouth of the river, spit out the sea

Shake the hands of time

Turning the century

I been fishing off the dock

Every beach and every brook

And it felt the same without the hook

I been humbled by the maker

I been given all

I gave And

I don't expect, no

I ain't asking to be saved

I found the combination,

I've got the key

Standing at the door

Turning the century

Mouth of the river, spit out the sea

Stand for something more

Uncommon courtesy