The time has begun. I go to the sleeping water now. The slow tide of spring. I am drawn towards your beckoning. Starting to breathe. But the dawn is slow in coming now. And my legs are gone. Yeah my friends say there's nothing wrong. Caught on a bad day caught on a bad day. I don't know which side I am on. Caught on a bad day caught on a bad day. We're drifting away. From the smoke and the burnt out firewood. We're lighter than day. And I tremble for a moment at the sight of you. Slow hand spring. Here comes the day of reckoning. And my legs are gone. And my friends say there's nothing wrong. Caught on a bad day caught on a bad day. I don't know which side I'm on. Caught on a bad day caught on a bad day. I wouldn't like a warning when the big day comes. Let me hear you angels singing. Hallelujah. Pharoah on the news. Lying in a golden rubbish tin. And gathered 'round his head. Were expensive things he couldn't take with him. And my legs are gone. Coz I left them on the bar-room floor (bathroom ?). And the wise woman said. They'll be peace and contentment for sure. And my legs are gone. But there's one thing that I must do. Tell you I love you. Look at the ocean. And tell me it's not blue. Looks like summer looks like summer. Looks like everything I knew. Caught on a bad day caught on a bad day. Well I still want to be with you