Time Marches On (feat. Tim McGraw)

Sister cries out from her baby bed

Brother runs in, feathers on his head

Momma's in her room learning how to sew

Daddy's drinking beer, listening to the radio

Hank Williams sings Kaw-Liga and Dear John

And time marches on, time marches on

My sister's using rouge and clear complexion soap

Brother's wearing beads and he smokes a lot of dope

Momma is depressed, barely makes a sound

Daddy's got a girlfriend in another town

Bob Dylan sings Like a Rolling Stone

And time marches on, time marches on

The South moves north, the North moves south

A star is born, a star burns out

The only thing that stays the same is everything changes

Everything changes

And my sister calls herself a sexy grandma

Brother's on a diet for high cholesterol

Momma's out of touch with reality

Daddy's in the ground beneath the maple tree

As the angles sing an old Hank Williams song

Time marches on, time marches on

Time marches on, time marches on

Yeah, time marches on, time marches on