When I Was Your Age
"Weird Al" Yankovic
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D D D DD Dm G BbDm G BbDm G BbDm G Bb [Verse 1]Dm Let me tell you, sonny. Let me set you straightBb You kids today ain't never had it roughG Always had everything handed to you on a silver plateDm You lazy brats think nothing's good enoughDm Well, nobody ever drove me toG Bb school when it was ninety degrees belowDm We had to walk butt naked throughG Bb forty miles of snowDm Worked in the coal mine twenty twoG Bb hours a day for just half a centDm G Had to sell my internal organsBb just to pay the rent [Chorus 1]Dm G Bb When I was your age. When IDm G Bb was your ageDm G Bb When I was your age. When IDm A was your age [Verse 2]Dm Let me tell you something, you whiny little snotBb There's something wrong with all you kids todayContinúa después del anuncioG You just don't appreciate all the things you've gotDm We were hungry, broke and miserable and we liked it fine that wayDm There were seventy-three of usG Bb living in a cardboard boxDm G All I got for Christmas was aBb lousy bag of rocksDm G Every night for dinner we had aBb big chunk of dirtD Dm G If we were really good we didn'tBb get desert [Chorus 2]Dm G Bb When I was your age. When IDm G Bb was your ageDm G Bb When I was your age. When IDm A was your age [Bridge 1]F Didn't have no telephone didn't have no F X machine g All we had was a couple of cans and a crummy piece of stringBb Didn't have no swimming pool when IC was just a ladDm Our neighbor's septic tank was the closest thing we hadF Didn't have no dental floss had to use old rusty nailsG Didn't have Nintendo, we justG poured salt on snailsBb Didn't have no water bed, had toC sleep on broken glassA Didn't have no lawnmower, we used our teeth to cut the grass [Solo]Dm G BbDm G BbDm G BbDm G Bb [Verse 3]Dm What's the matter now, sonny, you say you don't believe this junk?Bb You think my story's wearin' kinda thin?G I tell you one thing, I never was such a disrespectful punkDm Back in my time, we had a thing called disciplineDm Dad would whip us every night tillG Bb a quarter after twelveDm Then he'd get too tired and he'dG Bb make us whip ourselvesDm Then he'd chop me into pieces andG Bb play frisbee with my brainDm And let me tell ya, Junior, youG Bb never heard me complain [Chorus 3]Dm G Bb When I was your age. When IDm G Bb was your ageDm G Bb When I was your age. When IDm A was your ageDm G Bb When I was your age. When IDm A was your age