CAPO 3 It's My Time Martina McBride
[Verse 1]
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Red sun sitting on the road behind her, A hundred miles out of her hometown,
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Drops a quarter in a beat up pay phone, Listens to it rattle on down,
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Voices cold as the phone she's holding, The connects way too clear,
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He's yelling where's my dinner, She's gone too far to care, She says listen here.
[Chorus]
D G C
There's a time to stand, and the time is now or never,
D G C
A time to fly, time to let go forever,
D G C
A time to grow, and a time to discover,
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Life is precious, every second,
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You've wasted mine, and it's my time.
[Verse 2]
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She puts a few more miles between them, He pours a distance of his own,
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Starts talking to the bottle, It's all that's left now she's gone,
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He rages on 'till the National Anthem, Comes on his TV,
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Then he looks straight at that bottle, Says you did this to me, Then he screams.
[Chorus]
D G C
There's a time to stand, and the time is now or never,
D G C
A time to fly, time to let go forever,
D G C
A time to grow, and a time to discover,
F G Bb C
Life is precious, every second,
F C G D
You've wasted mine, and it's my time.
[Interlude]
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It's my time it's my time it's my time and time is what you make it,
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It's my time it's my time it's my time and time is what your taking,
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[Chorus]
D G C
There's a time to stand, and the time is now or never,
D G C
A time to fly, time to let go forever,
D G C
A time to grow, and a time to discover,
F G Bb C
Life is precious, every second,
F C G D
You've wasted mine, and it's my time . . . . . . . . . .