Not A Pretty Pair

I've been waiting on the light
to come over these hills,
Come over the hills

But all the other folks I know
are making light themselves,
Making it themselves

But I
don't have the kind of time

All the places I have been,
places I have been,
I've been with my two wives
But Lord, they're not a pretty pair
Not a pretty pair,
a pretty pair of eyes

But I
don't have the kind of time
I
don't have the kind of time

I am never moving on,
never moving on,
never moving on
I am never moving on,
never moving on,
never moving on

I
don't have the kind of time
I
don't have the kind of time

I
don't have the kind of time
I
don't have the kind of time