| Found a book of interest the other day
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| Compositions for the young and old to sing
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| Poems written many years ago
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| They told of family and hope and other things
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| Put together in the old days
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| When fifteen cents, it was a buck
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| That’s when five would get you ten
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| Before it took you eight just to get you one
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| Some people, they don’t care when they’re down on their luck
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| Cheap thrills are awful hard to find these days
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| No one is amused for free
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| Someone’s pulling on your mama’s apron strings
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| You’d better run and see who it is
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| Playing cards with your neighbors on the back porch
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| Singing with an old beat-up guitar
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| Going to the local swimming hole
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| Until they closed it down, now there’s nowhere to go
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| Things used to be so simple, long time ago
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| Now everything is so expensive and complicated
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| I hear you need a license for just about anything
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| Used to be that a handshake was a man’s word
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| Now we settle arguments in court
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| No one trusts anyone’s intentions anymore
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| Rummaging through the attic when I’m home
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| It brings back those memories to me
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| I’d amuse myself when I was small
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| When I was younger, the simplest things would do
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| Now I’m on everybody’s mailing list
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| For things I can’t afford to buy
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| I hear the weatherman
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| He says «It looks like rain for a while»
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| I guess I’ll have to stay inside
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| Make peanut butter sandwiches and cry |