Don't You Think It's Come Our Time
Johnny Cash Lyrics


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I have picked wild roses
Far into September
But I had no one to give the flowers to
I needed the celebration
of September coronation
And I admitted to myself I needed you

I've watched the gentle winds change
The colored shades of meadows
I've seen the dillon flowers
That had no name
But I let my vase stay empty
Like my old and empty heart
Picking flowers for yourself is not the same

Don't you think its come our time to be together
Lets gather up our scattered words of love
And make them rhyme

Lets go pick some flowers and fill our empty vases

Don't you think its come our time?

Would you take the small bouquet that leaves a fragrance on my fingers
And the feeling that your love is close at hand

Thank you for the flowers
Now lets walk through the meadows
To the road where our divines caress the sand

Don't you think its come our time to be together
Lets gather up our scattered words of love
And make them rhyme
Lets go pick some flowers now and fill our empty vases

Don't you think its come our time?
Don't you think its come our time?

Overall Meaning

The song "Don't You Think It's Come Our Time" by Johnny and June Carter Cash speaks of love, longing, and the desire for companionship in old age. The lyrics describe the singer picking wild roses in September, a moment intended to be celebratory, but which feels empty without someone to share it with. The singer admits to needing the person listening, and desires a connection that goes beyond superficial gestures like picking flowers. The lyrics further describe the changing of the seasons and the beauty of the natural world, but with an underlying sense of loneliness and longing for companionship.


The chorus of the song is a plea to the person listening, suggesting that it is time for them to be together, to gather their "scattered words of love" and make them rhyme. The idea of picking flowers becomes a metaphor for taking action towards love and filling the empty spaces in their lives. The song ends with the singer offering a bouquet to the person listening and a desire to walk together to a place where they belong.


Overall, the song is a tender expression of loneliness and the desire for love and companionship in old age. It speaks to the universal human experience of longing for connection and how even small gestures and actions can speak volumes about the depth of one's feelings.


Line by Line Meaning

I have picked wild roses
I went out and gathered some flowers


Far into September
It was a late time in the year


But I had no one to give the flowers to
There was no one special who I wanted to give the flowers to


I needed the celebration of September coronation
I wanted to celebrate the beauty of the season


And I admitted to myself I needed you
I realized that I wanted to share this beauty with someone special


I've watched the gentle winds change
I have observed how nature changes over time


The colored shades of meadows
The colors of the surrounding fields


I've seen the dillon flowers that had no name
I have noticed the unnamed flowers growing in the fields


But I let my vase stay empty like my old and empty heart
Despite seeing the beauty around me, I felt empty inside


Picking flowers for yourself is not the same
Experiencing beauty alone is not as fulfilling as sharing it with someone else


Don't you think its come our time to be together
I feel that it is time for us to be together


Lets gather up our scattered words of love and make them rhyme
Let's express our love for each other in a meaningful and coherent way


Lets go pick some flowers and fill our empty vases
Let's experience the beauty of nature together and find fulfillment in each other's company


Would you take the small bouquet that leaves a fragrance on my fingers
Here is a small gift that I hope will remind you of me


And the feeling that your love is close at hand
I feel comfort knowing that your love is nearby


Thank you for the flowers
I appreciate the beauty of these flowers


Now lets walk through the meadows to the road where our divines caress the sand
Let's explore the beautiful surroundings together and enjoy each other's company


Don't you think its come our time to be together
I really feel that it's time for us to be together


Lets gather up our scattered words of love and make them rhyme
Let's express our love for each other in a meaningful way


Lets go pick some flowers now and fill our empty vases
Let's experience the beauty of nature together and find fulfillment in each other's company


Don't you think its come our time?
I feel strongly that it's time for us to be together


Don't you think its come our time?
I'm really hoping that you agree it's time for us to be together




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Written by: TOMMY COLLINS

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