Time Has Made a Change in Me

Boy in coonskin cap and girl on swingset

Tipper and Paul

A few weeks back a friend and I were talking about an upcoming project we’re both working on. We strayed off the subject at hand and started talking about folks we remembered in the community.

As we moved on to talking about our families the conversation went from days gone by to present time, calling our attention to the fact that life moves at warp speed. After a small pause in the conversation we both said “time has made a change in me” at the same time.

My friend and I were referencing an old song. I remember hearing folks sing it in church and more recently I’ve been listening to Pap and Granny sing it on the cd I rediscovered a while back.

Harkins Freye wrote “Time Has Made a Change in Me.” He was from West Virginia and published gospel music in the 1920s. You can hear Pap and Granny’s version of his song in the music bar below the lyrics.


Time Has Made a Change in Me

Time has made a change since my childhood days;
Many of my friends have gone away.
Some I never more in this life will see.
Time has made a change in me.

Time has made a change in the old home place;
Time has made a change in each smiling face.
And I know my friends can plainly see
Time has made a change in me.

In my childhood days, I was well and strong;
I could climb the hillside all day long.
I am not today what I used to be.
Time has made a change in me.

When I reach my home in that land somewhere,
With my friends who wait to meet me over there,
Free from pain and care I will mpever be.
Time has made a change in me.

Time has made a change in the old home place;
Time has made a change in each smiling face.
And I know my friends can plainly see
Time has made a change in me.


Summer always makes me think back to childhood days.

If I sit still and listen close enough I can almost hear Steve telling Pap and Granny some big story while the screen door slams as I chase Paul inside from playing on the swing-set.


bowl of vegetables

Come cook with me!

Location: John C. Campbell Folk School – Brasstown, NC
Date: Sunday, June 23 – Saturday, June 29, 2019
Instructors: Carolyn Anderson, Tipper Pressley

Experience the traditional Appalachian method of cooking, putting up, and preserving the bounty from nature’s garden. Receive hands-on training to make and process a variety of jellies, jams, and pickles for winter eating. You’ll also learn the importance of dessert in Appalachian culture and discover how to easily make the fanciest of traditional cakes. Completing this week of cultural foods, a day of bread making will produce biscuits and cornbread. All levels welcome.

Along with all that goodness Carolyn and I have planned a couple of field trips to allow students to see how local folks produce food for their families. For the rest of the class details go here.

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  • Reply
    June 14, 2019 at 7:40 am

    oh i heard this song so many years ago. surely time is really changing

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    Bobby C
    June 12, 2019 at 6:16 pm

    We still sing that song at church. We still do what some folks would call the “old-timely class singing” where the whole congregation sings from the hymnal. Someone from the congregation will pick a song from the hymnal and lead the rest of the congregation.
    My Grandpa always liked that one.
    I enjoyed Granny and Pap’s version. The harmony was beautiful.

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    June 10, 2019 at 6:21 pm

    Your Momma has as good a voice as the rest of you! Love the song…

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    betty stephenson
    June 9, 2019 at 6:05 pm

    wow love this totally awesome it is just amazing how fast time flys

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    Ed Ammons
    June 9, 2019 at 2:29 pm

    That is my favorite song to sing along with when I am out in my truck. Here lately I’ve not been able to drive much and I’m considering bringing it in the house. I love to hear Granny and Pap sing together. There is a harmony there that transcends their voices. Even without being told you would know they were man and wife.

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    June 9, 2019 at 1:52 pm

    I have never heard this song before, and it brought tears to our eyes. My brother and I had a swing set similar to yours and we spent many a summer day on it. Someone else lives in my childhood home, and I am happy he is taking an interest in it. Mama’s homeplace is long gone. It was torn down to make progress for better things and instead things in that area went downhill.

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    Wanda Devers
    June 9, 2019 at 1:47 pm

    At Mama’s funeral the preacher read an account of a talk Mama had with my youngest brother out on the porch swing. Mama told him change would come whether we wanted it to or not. So true! We have lost nearly all the old ones in our families and those remaining are in the nursing home. Like most everybody, we took for granted so much that is gone.

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    June 9, 2019 at 12:51 pm

    Hi Tipper,The picture and song was beautiful,causeing a mixture of tears! Yesterday I come across a song “I just see you” on youtube sung by Tracy Newmen, two reminders of where I am in life.God Bless. Belva-Jean

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    Gayle Larson
    June 9, 2019 at 8:52 am

    Love those old songs. They were simple but told a true story and were easy to understand and relate to in our everyday lives. How could you not believe.

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    aw griff
    June 9, 2019 at 8:50 am

    That was really good. Enjoyed very much. I’ve listened to it 3 times this morning Someone used to sing and play the guitar with this song in our church but I can’t now remember who it was.

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    June 9, 2019 at 8:44 am

    As much as I love Summer it also sometimes tears at my heartstrings. We had a swing much like the one in your picture. I would sit there for what seemed like hours just lazy and carefree. There were miles of mountains to walk with siblings or friends. We even had a Lover’s Lane that was isolated in daytime, and made a perfect bike trail. There are strong memories of my Mother with her old wringer washer hanging the clothesline so full it totally blocked the view. She never wanted help with that chore because she loved it. Lazy carefree days when love was not always shown, but was totally felt and understood.
    The song was beautiful. I don’t know why, but your songs with Pap and Granny always remind me more of the harmony and singing I heard at church growing up. I love Granny in harmony! I went to many funerals because we always had so many kinfolk and friends. I have jokingly said that made up my entire social circle growing up. It was also common then for somebody to have a hymnal and sing an old gospel song at graveside. I remember Amazing Grace seemed to be a favorite.

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      June 9, 2019 at 1:57 pm

      I grew up with a wringer washer. In the summer, it took all morning to wash several loads, from after breakfast until lunch time, around noon. The lines were strung between all the trees in the back yard, and in the summer we had to look out for rain or storms and run out and bring in the clothes. Mama did not get an automatic washer until I was a freshman in college. I spent a good part of my childhood going to funerals, because we had many elderly folks in our church. I do not recall anyone singing a song at the graveside.

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    Donna W
    June 9, 2019 at 8:44 am

    I love this song! I’ve never heard it before, but now I want to learn it and sing it.

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    Tamela Baker
    June 9, 2019 at 8:31 am

    Change is the “only” constant. Some changes come a lot slower – some fast as lightning – but change is always happening. . . .

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    June 9, 2019 at 8:16 am

    Aw that was precious. I don’t remember that song but I am sure my grandmother knew it. She took me to a lot of revivals when I was a kid visiting. She played the piano and I still have a few of her old gospel song books that she used. What a treasure you have with both your mother and father singing. Beautiful!!

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    Ron Stephens
    June 9, 2019 at 8:12 am

    That song is the only one my Grandma ever sang in church as a solo. She was very reserved in public and it was unusual for her to draw attention to herself. She was tough as a pine knot in my boyhood years. I miss her.

    Now time’s changes are becoming ever more evident in me. I’m having to try to grow old gracefully. The growing old part just happens but the gracefully is hard work

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    Janice McCall
    June 9, 2019 at 7:25 am

    I don’t remember having heard this song before, but it’s so true … time has made a change in me!

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    Miss Cindy
    June 9, 2019 at 7:10 am

    Like so many songs, there is a lot of truth in it. That’s a really sweet picture of you and Paul. It seems so strange to hear Granny singing, I don’t remember hearing her do that much.
    It seems like life flows on inevitably, like the tide.

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    June 9, 2019 at 7:01 am

    Boy, does this bring back memories, I had never heard the song until I started going to Church with my Wife when we were dating, almost 40yrs ago, but it rings like a bell, many many revival services, the roof would lift from the voices of the congregation with songs like this, so good to hear your Mom and Dad sing it.

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    Ken Roper
    June 9, 2019 at 6:49 am

    That song reminds me of Pop and Sally Nelson when they sung songs at our Church at Topton Baptist/ “What would I Leave Behind.” They were Old as the Hills back then, but I remember they could really harmonize. Pop played the Guitar and I was just small. That was before Me and Harold started singing. …Ken

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