C F Am When father bought the farm, we sold the farmG F Mistook his blood for rustic charmG F G Sold his ghost as an antique to the cityC F Am G F Kids today can’t hold a spade, rest in peace your weary tradeG F G In this world there is no place, such a pityC F Am The barman shakes his head and fills my glassG F Says we’re living in the pastG F G Why preserve a dying craft and it’s misery?C F Am I sigh and say “another modern man,G F One of property, not land”G F G So I hold out this battered hand, 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 Am So you’ve got a new stove in your second homeG F Runs on gas but looks like oakContinúa después del anuncioG F G Hell, it even gives off smoke and glowing embersC F Am There’s a quilt hung on the wall reads ‘Home Sweet Home’G F Below some wise word from ThoreauG F G And they call me ‘throwback’ when 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 G Lock me up behind plastic glass in the cityC F Am ‘Cos there’s no going back for meG F This antique rustic’s eulogyG F G Shall be sold as folk artistry, such a pity...C F Am But I’ll never understandG F Why they all only use those handsG F G To build a stead that will always stand in old time countryC F Am But settle for white rooms and hollow doorsG F Paper ceilings, padded floorsG F G Luxury boxes where you’re stored 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
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