There's a man in the mountains
Of east Tennessee
With three generations
Of makin' that gentleman's drink
He pours in his soul
And then the corn from his land
And he let's that old clock
Do what only it can
We were kids when I met her
And I quit that small town
A handful of years later, oh just look at her now
Just like that whiskey, she grew strong and smooth
And ol' father time he knew just what to do
It takes time
You can't rush your way right through this life
Time, no a crop don't grow overnight
Time, you gotta put the work in to get it right
Woah, lord it just takes time
A bird dropped a seed
And it bloomed in the woods
It took two-hundred years
To fall from where it stood, yeah
It took the hands of a maker
And the sweat from his brow
To make that tree this guitar I'm playing now
It takes time
You can't rush your way right through this life
Time, no a crop don't grow overnight
Time, you gotta put the work in to get it right
Ooh, lord it just takes time, yeah
It takes time, you can't rush your way right through this life
Time, no a crop don't grow overnight
Time, you gotta put the work in to get it right
Ooh, lord it just takes time
I said woah, lord it just takes time
Yeah, time, time, time, time (ooh)
Woo (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
