Martina McBride
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Red sun sittin' on the road behind her
A hundred miles out of her home town
Drops a quarter in a beat up payphone
Listens to it rattle on down
Voice as cold as the phone she's holdin'
The connection's way too clear
He's yellin', "Where's my dinner?"
She's too far gone to care
She says, "Listen here"
There's a time to stand
And the time is now or never
A time to fly
Time to let go forever
A time to grow
And a time to discover
Life is precious, every second
You've wasted of mine
And it's my time
She puts a few more miles between them
He pours a distance of his own
Starts talkin' to the bottle
It's all that's left now that she's gone
He rages on 'til the national anthem
Comes on his TV
Then he looks straight at the bottle
Says, "You did this to me"
And then he screams
There's a time to stand
And the time is now or never
A time to fly
Time to let go forever
A time to grow
And a time to discover
Life is precious, every second
You've wasted of mine
And it's my time
It's my time, it's my time
It's my time and time is what you make it
It's my time, it's my time
It's my time and time is what you're takin'
There's a time to stand
And the time is now or never
A time to fly
Time to let go forever
A time to grow
And a time to discover
Life is precious, every second
You've wasted of mine
And it's my time
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