As I was walking down the Jacksonville street I met a young a young bearded boy with sandals on his feet I smiled and I asked him how you doin' son And he said "What's it to ya man? I'm nobody's son" It ain't my world and it ain't my time My songs won't sing and my words won't rhyme It ain't my day and it ain't my way I turned around and he was gone Suddenly I find he has left behind A portion of his mind on the pathway of my life I heard a woman cry oh how can this be My son is in the distant land protecting you and me Why did I suffer childbirth just to throw it all away My son don't even know you but he may die for you today It ain't my world and it ain't my time.... I ran into a man all withered and old He smiled up at me with a mouth full of gold And I smiled and I asked him how you doin' old man Well I'm going about as well as an old man can It ain't my world and it ain't my time....