Time Marches On

Sister cries out from her baby bed

Brother runs in, feathers on his head

Mama's in her room, learning how to sew

Daddy's drinking beer, listening to the radio

Hank Williams sings "Kaw-Liga" and "Dear John"

Time marches on, time marches on

Now sister's using rouge and clear complexion soap

Brother's wearing 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 the 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