John Prine
- Crooked piece of time lyrics

Things got rough
things got tough
things got harder than hard
we were just trying to make a livin'
in our back yard
we were born too late
died to soon
anxiety's a terrible crime
if you don't come now
don't come at all
cause it's a
crooked piece of time.

It's a crooked piece of time
that we live in

a crooked piece of time
all in all
and all in all
it's a crooked piece of time.

Yesterday morning
an ill wind came
blew your picture
right out of
the picture frame
even blew the candle out
from underneath
the flame
yesterday morning
an ill wind came