"Time's Hand In Your Pocket" by, Max Stalling from the CD "Comfort In The Curves" transcribed by, Tony Williams Intro: [Cm]..[Eb]..[Bb]..[Gm]...... [Cm] It's the sag in the [Eb] timbers of and [Bb] abandoned line [Gm] shack The [Cm] conspicuous [Eb] hump of a [Bb] gray woman's [Gm] back It's the [Cm] weeds in the [Eb] rails of the [Bb] Burlington [Gm] track It's the [Cm] knowing that [Eb] yesterday can never come [F] back [Cm] Like a windmill [Eb] that's harnessed the [Bb] breeze for [Gm] years Till the [Cm] gusts and the [Eb] rust have [Bb] ruined it's [Gm] gears It's a [Cm] faded out [Eb] map from when the [Bb] steel rails still [Gm] shown It's a [Cm] well worn old [Eb] riding horse that some kid's [F] outgrown It's time's [Bb] hand in your [Dm] pocket taking [Gm] all that you own [Bb] It's the Frio Town [Dm] courthouse left to [Gm] stand all alone [Bb] It's the age of the [Dm] cowboy when there's [Gm] no old west left [Cm] Where we go from [Eb] here boys is anyone's [F] guess I guess [Cm] It's a whore's [Eb] realization that her [Bb] beauty will [Gm] spoil It's a [Cm] wildcatter's [Eb] nightmare that there [Bb] is no more [Gm] oil It's the [Cm] hills and the [Eb] parries [Bb] dissected with [Gm] roads It's the [Cm] future, the [Eb] damned future , and it's and [F] ill wind that bodes It's time's [Bb] hand in your [Dm] pocket taking [Gm] all that you own The [Bb] gambler's tired [Dm] eyes when his [Gm] last card is thrown It's the [Bb] age of the [Dm] cowboy when there's [Gm] no old west left [Cm] Where we go from [Eb] here boys is anyone's [F] guess I guess instrumental: [Cm] The old mountain [Eb] man has seen his [Bb] last first [Gm] snow The [Cm] dried up old [Eb] poet he knows his [Bb] last rhyme has [Gm] flowed [Cm] I don't believe [Eb] things [Bm] live just to [Gm] die But [Cm] I just don't [Eb] think I'll ever [F] understand why It's time's [Bb] hand in your [Dm] pocket taking [Gm] all that you own Like the [Bb] wave robs the [Dm] shoreline and [Gm] wind carves the stone It's the [Bb] age of the [Dm] cowboy when there's [Gm] no old west left [Cm] Where we go from [Eb] here boys [Cm] Where the hell are we [Eb] now boys [Cm] Wha'll we do [Eb] now boys is anyone's [F] guess I guess [N/C] I'd sure hate to [Cm] guess. There you have it, friends. if anyone is interested in buying max's cd they can order it by sending $17 to: MAX STALLING P.O. box 721144 Dallas Tx. 75372-1144 also his e-mail is Max@Maxstalling.com.