| Things Ain't What They Used to Be |
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| Got so weary of bein' nothin' |
| Felt so dreary just doin' nothin' |
| Didn’t care ever gettin' nothin', felt so low |
| Now my eyes on the far horizon can see a glow |
| Announcin' things ain’t what they used to be |
| No use bein' a doubtin' Thomas |
| No ignorin' that rosy promise |
| Now I know there’s a happy story yet to come |
| It’s the dawn of a day of glory: millennium |
| I tell you things ain’t what they used to be |
