I saw you, yesterday   Walking down my line   I says, I know you, just get away   Your name is Father Time      Time I hate, the time I love   Time I spent all over   Time I wasted, the time I spent   Time I've got to run away      I saw you, yesterday   Running down my track   I saw you just yesterday   I could feel you at my back      With that long black cloak and that sharp scythe   For cutting them all down   Your long black coat, a skull and a scythe   Cutting them all through town      I saw you, just yesterday   You don't frighten me   I see you every day   You still don't frighten me      One day I'll go   And you'll have no choice but to come with me   The next day I'll come   The very next day I'll have to go, I tell you, say      You're no herb from my garden   You're no rosemary   And you're no sage   You know your name   I call you Father Time      I saw you yesterday   I can still see you now   You're living in my face, in my breakfast   I can see you now      You're just the time I wasted, the time I spent   You're the time I'm left to run with   What time is this   Even I make up time, I do, I'm the time      You can call yourself daddy   But you're no father of mine      Yes, I saw you yesterday   You didn't frighten me at all   I saw you just yesterday   You didn't frighten me at all      With that long cloak and that silly little skull   The stupid scythe and all your jive   I never could see you, I can't see you now   Not as long as I'm alive      One day, I'll go   The very next day you'll come   One day you'll come   The very next time I'll go      I know a friend of mine, a friend of mine was watching   Told me the time by the clock   I saw him last night, down by the graveyard   Holding on to a rock      I said, "I saw you yesterday   I saw you, Father Time"   I said, "Go away, go away, go away, go away, go away   I know you're Father Time, run it down now"      I said, "Every minute, every second, every day of my life   I meet you in the mirror   Every time, look at each wrinkle   I know I've got a sheriff coming"      Sure I saw you, sure as time   Sure as clock, sure is fine   I know that mother's no father   'Cause they call him Father Time      Coming through the door with a black cloak   And a nasty sharp instrument   That nasty sharp instrument   That nasty sharp instrument      I won't go till I'm ready and you can't catch me   I won't go till I'm ready and you can't catch me   I won't go till I'm ready and you can't catch me   I won't go till I'm ready and you can't catch      I won't go till I'm ready and you can't catch me   I won't go till I'm ready and you can't catch me   I won't go till I'm ready and you can't catch me   I won't go till I'm ready