Words and music by bob seger, craig frost, tim mitchell



Well i wish i had a nickel

For every time i fell and blamed somebody else

I'd give a ton of money to the ones i've hurt

And i'd still be sittin' pretty well

I've spent years losin' touch of what's right and what's real

Caught up in these missions of my own

And you're tellin' me you think i've done so damn well

While we're sittin' here a thousand miles from home

There's a hole in your wisdom, a hole in your sky

Two holes in your head where the light's supposed to get by



Time to lock and load

Time to get control

Time to search the soul

And start again



So many times i've seen chances disappear

I hesitate and watch them slip away

Like the time i fail to spend with the ones i love

And it's gone as sure as yesterday

All these users and fakers, big time takers

Manipulating everyone they see

I get caught up in their schemes and their useless dreams

And the only one i have to blame is me

I get turned `round and twisted, pulled left and right

I can see where i'm goin', but i can't see the light



Time to lock and load

Come in from the cold

Take a different road

And start again



I can sit here, in the back half of my life

And wonder when the other shoe will fall

Or i can stand up, point myself home

And see if i've learned anything at all

Anything at all



Mediocrity is easy, the good things take time

The great need commitment, right down the line



Time to lock and load

Come in from the cold

Pay these debts i owe

And start again



I've been down this road

I've seen things get old

Time to get control

And start it all again



Time to lock and load

Time to get control

Time to search the soul

And start again



I've been down this road

I've seen things get old

Stand up, get bold

And start it all again



Time to lock and load