A Little Time

Words & Music John William Carlson ©2022

Well, oh well, what have we here
Another fine mess we’re in
I came home just a little too early
You were entertaining Jim

Give me a little time. Just a little time
You were pulling down your shirt and talkin’ real fast
Jim was reaching for his pants on the bed
I picked my jaw up off the floor
I put my eyes back in my head

Give me a little time, Just a minute or two
And when I come around,
I’ll be as good as new.
Just give me a little time

You were yippin’ like the neighbor’s yappy little dog
How Jim’s a better man
He was pulling on his boots and texting his wife
Saying he’ll be home as quick as he can

Just give him a little time – Just a little time

Well, I could beat him up or throw you out
Or a combination of the two
I like to take my time when it comes to me
Especially when it comes to you

Just give me a little time

Well, I fixed my shirt and eyeballed the door
Guitars in both of my hands
I’m gonna tip my hat and fare thee well
I’m gonna get out while I can

Give me a little time, just a little time

So I fired up that Olds Royale Delta 88
Red Velour Split Seats
I backed out the drive and gave it the gun
Open road beneath my feet

Just give me a little time, let me roll it around

And when I come around, I’ll tell you what I’ll do

I’ll take a little time, take a little time

Oh, I could ‘woe is me’ till the cows come home
About the night you done me wrong
But I took my time and I figured it out
Now I got this brand new song

Just give me a little time

Now when I come around
I get to lay it down,

I took a little time, I took a little time

I took a little time