Another One Down - Jamestown Revival

I got 17 more

Of this years days

Then another one down

I hope you got yourself a glass to raise

Well times are a changing

Fast as far as I can tell

My cheeks on the floor

Lord I hope somebody rings the bell

Come next year

I’m a find me a paper and a pen

Gonna write down things

That I’m likely never to begin

But I can’t lose my edge

I’m afraid that’d be the final blow

So I take it in stride

I think its time I get on up and go

Well come next year

When it comes back around to close

I imagine I’ll be talking bout

How fast it always seems to go

I’ll turn days in to weeks

In to years, in to decades done

And when I look back

I hope I say its been a hell of a run