Old Tyme Memry
Mischief Brew
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C F When father bought the farm, weAm sold the farmG F Mistook his blood for rustic charmG F Sold his ghost as an antique toG the cityC F Am Kids today can’t hold a spade,G F rest in peace your weary tradeG F In this world there is no place,G such a pityC F The barman shakes his head andAm fills my glassG F Says we’re living in the pastG F Why preserve a dying craft andG it’s misery?C F Am I sigh and say “another modern man,G F One of property, not land”G F So I hold out this battered hand,G will you listen? [Chorus]C F Come sit down, we’re lamentingC F About yesterday’s sad endingAm F About the water in me whiskeyAm F And the brass passed off as goldG C F Another round, we’re descendingC F In to Old Tyme Mem’ryAm F Of a day when wood was woodenAm F Silver silver, gold was goldG C Sweet home was homeF Am G F G F G [Verse 2]C F So you’ve got a new stove in yourAm second homeG F Runs on gas but looks like oakContinúa después del anuncioG F Hell, it even gives off smoke andG glowing embersC F There’s a quilt hung on the wallAm reads ‘Home Sweet Home’G F Below some wise word from ThoreauG F And they call me ‘throwback’ whenG I cry “Remember!” [Chorus]C F Come sit down, we’re lamentingC F About yesterday’s sad endingAm F About the water in me whiskeyAm F And the brass passed off as goldG C F Another round, we’re descendingC F In to Old Tyme Mem’ryAm F Of a day when wood was woodenAm F Silver silver, gold was goldG C Sweet home was homeF Am G F G F G [Verse 3]C F Am And son these tools are artifactsG F Endangered species left its tracksG F Lock me up behind plastic glass inG the cityC F Am ‘Cos there’s no going back for meG F This antique rustic’s eulogyG F Shall be sold as folk artistry,G such a pity...C F Am But I’ll never understandG F Why they all only use those handsG To build a stead that will alwaysF G stand in old time countryC F But settle for white rooms andAm hollow doorsG F Paper ceilings, padded floorsG F Luxury boxes where you’re storedG in what was country. [Chorus]C F Come sit down, we’re lamentingC F About yesterday’s sad endingAm F About the water in me whiskeyAm F And the brass passed off as goldG C F Another round, we’re descendingC F In to Old Tyme Mem’ryAm F Of a day when wood was woodenAm F Silver silver, gold was goldG C F Another round, we’re lamentingC F About yesterday’s sad endingAm F About the water in me whiskeyAm F And the brass passed off as goldG C F Another round, we’re descendingC F In to Old Tyme Mem’ryAm F Of a day when wood was woodenAm F Silver silver, gold was goldG C Sweet home was homeF Am G F G F G