High Time

Come off a high down in Alabama
Drove all night from Pekin, Indiana
Got ourselves a taste of the glamour
That we’d heard about
Tried our hand as the band for hire
Played our hearts out and Boogie was on fire
Only to return to the muck and mire
That we’d known about
But I’ve got a feeling…

It’s high time, baby it’s my time
To be drinking from the cup I’m thirsting for
I can see the sky line lit up by the sunrise
Gonna live that life I was always meant for

Turn it up and keep the bass line groovin’
Full steam ahead, keep the freight train movin’
’Cause people gonna hate and try to keep disprovin’
All you’ve worked to be
So I’ll pull myself up by my bootstraps and take it
Reach up, touch the glass ceiling, then I’ll break it
As sure as I am standing here, I know I’m gonna make it
Baby, watch and see
’Cause I’ve got a feeling…

It’s high time, baby it’s my time
To be drinking from the cup I’m thirsting for
I can see the sky line lit up by the sunrise
Gonna live that life I was always meant for

It’s meant for me to earn my keep
By the sweatin’ of my brow
But it makes it a little easier
Now that I know what I know now

It’s high time, baby it’s my time
To be drinking from the cup I’m thirsting for
I can see the sky line lit up by the sunrise
Gonna live that life I was always meant for

I can see the sky line lit up by the sunrise
Gonna live that life I was always meant for

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