To ease my troubled mind
I know that it's all worthwhile
In the shelter of her arms every thing's okay
While I live for the end of the day
When every other reason is gone
No one owns a piece of my time
Gotta keep goin', gotta make my way
Tradin' my time for the pay I get
Livin' on money that I ain't made yet
No one owns a piece of my time
Songwriter: Allen Reynolds
And there's a long-haired girl who waits, I know
In my five o'clock world, she waits for me
Nothing else matters at all
She talks and the world goes slippin' away
'Cause it's a five o'clock world when the whistle blows
While another day goes down the drain
And there's a five o'clock me inside my clothes
I gotta fight my way through the hustlin' mob
Sounds of the city poundin' in my brain
Thinkin' that the world looks fine
But it's a five o'clock world when the whistle blows
Up every mornin' just to keep a job
Publisher: SCREEN GEMS-EMI MUSIC INC
'Cause every time my baby smiles at me
And I know the reason I can still go on