I left my home in the dead of night,
Then I felt the cold of the morning light,
In my pocket was some money,
And the freedom of time
The open road it was my friend,
On my body were clothes. the only ones I had,
And I felt this life was mine,
Oh I had time
I met you on the 12th of May,
You held my hand. we were on our way,
We had a few chords and some words,
The world was yours and mine
We led on down on the late-night train,
From town to town, through the sun and rain,
And we felt this life was ours,
Oh we had time
The open road always our friend,
And memories told forever in our heads,
Oh this life is surely ours,
We have time