| Hard times I’m going through
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| Got a woman and she can’t be true
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| Oh well…
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| They just don’t make ‘em like they used to
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| Had a friend but he didn’t last
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| All he left was this knife in my back
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| Oh well…
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| They just don’t make ‘em like they used to
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| I remember the days
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| Moving slow
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| And everything was new
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| I remember the days
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| Where did they go?
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| I guess those days are through
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| They just don’t make ‘em like they used to
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| Welding steel
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| For automobiles
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| Machines can build what ten men couldn’t do
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| Oh well…
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| They just don’t make ‘em like they used to
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| Where did land of the plenty go?
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| It’s up above I’m six feet below
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| Oh well…
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| They just don’t make ‘em like they used to
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| I remember the days
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| Moving slow
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| And everything was new
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| I remember the days
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| Where did they go?
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| I guess those days are through
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| They just don’t make ‘em like they used to
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| Brother what’s it all coming to?
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| Ain’t no one left that can sing the blues
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| Oh well…
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| They just don’t make ‘em like they used to
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| They got the body but they got no soul
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| They got tracks goin' solid gold
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| Oh well…
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| They just don’t make ‘em like they used to
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| I remember the days
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| Moving slow
|
| And everything was new
|
| I remember the days
|
| Where did they go?
|
| I guess those days are through
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| They just don’t make ‘em like they used to |