So precious and fleeting

I loved them all

Time to go

Down the street

I watch you go

Like there's no tomorrow

Where we know

Cause Everybody's is gone

And all the old lamps are burning out

And all those voices of joy and laughter

Well them new folks done moved them out

But if I listen close I can hear them

Lord they're calling me to come on

It's just a matter of time

Cause I got nowhere left to call home

I see you waiting

But I know you won't understand

Sand falling on through - through my hands

Cause Everybody's is gone

And all the old lamps are burning out

And all those voices of joy and laughter

Well them new folks done moved them out

But if I listen close I can hear them

Lord they're calling me to come on

It's just a matter of time

Cause I got nowhere left to call home