Before I was born a lot o' things happened,
A lot o' things happened, but no to me!
Before I was born a lot of things happened
That I didn't happen to see!
After I'm gone, a lot o' things'll happen,
A lot o' things'll happen, oh Lord amen!
Yes, after I'm gone, a lot o' things'll happen,
But I won't know about them;
'Cause it's the meantime, meantime,
All they gave me is this in-between time;
For my lovin' and my livin',
I gotta do it in the time I'm given!
Meantime may mean nothing to posterity,
But in the meantime, doin' nothin' sure is worryin' me!
Before I was born a lot o' love happened,
A lot o' love happened, there is no doubt!
And after I'm born, a lot o' love'll happen,
That I'll be doin' without!
'Cause it's the meantime, meantime,
All they gave me is this in-between time;
For my lovin' and my livin',
I gotta do it in the time I'm given!
Meantime may mean nothing to posterity,
But in the meantime, doin' nothin' sure is a-worryin',
The way the time's a-hurryin',
Meantime sure is worryin' me,
Oh me, poor me!
