Later in het jaar zouden de broers de LP aller tijden uitbrengen, Roots, maar dit juweel uit de zomerse dagen van ’68 was hun laatste hit in het decennium. En zeker geen grote.
Gather ‘round men
You, I grew up with
My old friends
That I used to scuff with
Need you ‘round me at this time
You’ve all had your turn to cry
And old friends stood closely by
Friends of mine
Stand by me
‘Cause it’s my time
It’s my time
It’s my time
It’s my time
It’s my time to cry, hm, hm, hm
It’s my time to cry, oh, oh, oh
It’s my turn to cry, yeah, yeah, yeah
It’s my time
Gather ‘round girls
I used to play house with
Come here girls
I first kissed on the mouth with
I need your tender words so kind
You’ve all had your misty eyes
But old friends stood by to dry
Friends of mine
Stand by me
‘Cause it’s my time
It’s my time
It’s my time
It’s my time
It’s my time to cry, hm, hm, hm
It’s my time to cry, oh, oh, oh
It my turn to cry, yeah, yeah, yeah
It’s my time
It’s my time
It’s my time
It’s my time
It’s my time to cry, hm, hm, hm
It’s my time to cry, oh, oh, oh
It’s my turn to cry, yeah, yeah, yeah
It’s my time to cry, hm, hm, hm
It’s my time to cry, oh, oh, oh
It’s my turn to cry, yeah, yeah, yeah
It’s my time to cry, hm, hm, hm
It’s my time to cry, oh, oh, oh
It’s my time, Everly Brothers. Geschreven door John D. Loudermilk.
