In the Good Old Days

We'd get up before sun-up to get the work done up

We'd work in the fields ‘til the sun had gone down

We've stood and we've cried as we helplessly watched

A hailstorm a-beatin' our crops to the ground

We've gone to bed hungry many nights in the past

In the good old days when times were bad

No amount of money could buy from me

The memories that I have of then

No amount of money could pay me

To go back and live through it again

I've seen daddy's hands break open and bleed

And I've seen him work ‘til he's stiff as a board

I've seen momma lyin’ in suffer and sickness

In need of a doctor we couldn't afford

Anything at all was more than we had

In the good old days when times were bad

No amount of money could buy from me

The memories that I have of then

No amount of money could pay me

To go back and live through it again

We've got up before

And found ice on the floor

Where the wind had blown snow

Through the cracks in the wall

No amount of money could buy from me

The memories that I have of then

No amount of money could pay me

To go back and live through it again

No amount of money could buy from me

The memories that I have of then