Lyrics 90 Seconds of Your Time - Corb Lund

90 Seconds of Your Time

It’s hard not to take your point, 'cause «yeah, okay, fine.»
How do three mules and a mare just come untied?
Snake River horse theivin' ain’t quite gone outta style
So it’s hard not to take your point, 'cause «yeah, okay, fine.»
With that big .44, a killin' on your mind
All I wanna ask from ya brother’s 90 seconds of your time
And maybe try to change your mind, buddy
Don’t wanna see you get your hands bloody
Here at home on peace time
We both know you’re better off in them Idaho Hills
Where you can be alone with your thoughts and unconfirmed kills
The docs at the VA always be a-pushin' them pills
But we both know that all ya need is them Idaho hills
With that big .44, a killin' on your mind
All I wanna ask from ya brother’s 90 seconds of your time
And maybe try to change your mind, buddy
Don’t wanna see you get your hands bloody
Here at home on peace time
Ya think you’ve got a minute and a half to listen to a friend?
'Cause I say we go hunt elk, we got tags for them
Well let’s take a minute and a half to just recognize
Decisions that affect your life, and possibly mine
Why’s everybody so surprised you train up a ranger
Use him up, cut him loose, he goes home and radiates danger?
All the folks that he knows in town treat him like a stranger
Why act so surprised?
He’s an army ranger
With that big .44, a killin' on your mind
All I wanna ask from ya brother’s 90 seconds of your time
And maybe try to change your mind, Kurty
Don’t wanna see you get your hands dirty
Here at home on peace time
Out here in peace time