I was a toddler on a horse outside a small town grocery store Begging for another quarter from my mother She picked me up and said "Now, now today we get one time around" And that's how disappointment was discovered Come seventeen, I was as green as that girl’s copper mezzanine Where I used to hide away from her father And we plied those precious ores, listening for footsteps near the door Two glowing embers trying not to catch fire How do I stand still on this quarter carousel? I am on my way Turn, turn, turn Time will take the wisdom out of me Turn, turn, turn The starry fields will heal a cabin fever And the troubles started hard as disappointment traced its arc As the clockwork stars turned through the darkness She said she had to go, under her mama's portico And she left me with the ghost of a sunset In the back of a whiskey bar I found the world's saddest guitar I changed a couple strings and started playing I had to sing a thousand songs before a stranger came along Forever closed my old handbook of lamentation