William Elliott Whitmore
William Elliott Whitmore - The Chariot lyrics
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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