Time Marches On

Sister cries out from her baby bed
Brother runs in, feathers on his head
Mama's in her room learnin' how to sew
Daddy's drinkin' beer, listenin' to the radio

Hank Williams sings "Kaw-Liga" and "Dear John"
Time marches on, time marches on

Now, sisters usin' rouge and clear complexion soap
Brother's wearin' beads, and he smokes a lot of dope
Mama 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

Now, sister calls herself a sexy grandma
Brother's on a diet for high cholesterol
Mama's out of touch with reality
Daddy's in the ground beneath a maple tree

As the angels 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