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When Your Time Comes - BIG CHRIS/D'Bare Bones Band
Written by：Christopher R. Dickens
Late one night in the middle of December
She was working at the counter at the Gas N Go
Up walked a man with a pistol in his pocket
He was looking for some money
For some candy for his nose
Out came the gun and he started acting crazy
She hit the alarm
It made a terrible sound
The gun went BOOM
And then he started running
And she's lying in a puddle of blood
Upon the ground
When your time comes
You'd better know you don't need to doubt
When your time comes
I hope you and Jesus have it all worked out
You'd better get it all worked out
Jake got caught and dragged before a jury
The judge gave a sentence it was 20 to life
Went to the pen and thought he was a big shot
'Til some punks were waiting
With a home made knife
Early one morning they waited in the showers
They popped him with a shank
And he screamed out loud
They all ran away
So the warden wouldn't find them
And he's lying in a puddle of blood
Upon the ground
When your time comes
You'd better know
You don't need to doubt
When your time comes
I hope you and Jesus have it all worked out
You'd better get it all worked out
When your time comes
You'd better know
You don't need to doubt
When your time comes
I hope you and Jesus have it all worked out
You'd better get it all worked out
Get it all worked out
