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Mischief Brew – Old Tyme Mem'ry Intro: D G Bm A G D A x2
DWhen father bought the Gfarm, we sold the Bmfarm Mistook his Ablood for rustic Gcharm Sold his Dghost as an Aantique to the city
DKids tGoday can't hold a Bmspade, rest in Apeace your weary Gtrade In this Dworld there is no Aplace, such a pity DThe barman shakes his Ghead and fills my Bmglass Says we're Aliving in the Gpast Why Dpreserve a dying Acraft and it's misery' DI sigh and Gsay "another modern Bmman, One of pAroperty, not Gland" So I hold Dout this battered Ahand
Will you listen' (Chorus)
Come sit doDwn, we're laGmenting About yBmesterday's sad Aending
About the Gwater in me Dwhiskey And the Abrass passed off as gold
Another Dround, we're Gdescending In to BmOld Tyme AMem'ry
Of a Gday when wood was Dwooden Silver Asilver, gold was gold Sweet home was Dhome G Bm A G D A
*Same chord progression as previous verses is also used for the remaining verses.* So you've got a new stove in your second home Runs on gas but looks like oak Hell, it even gives off smoke and glowing embers There's a quilt hung on the wall reads 'Home Sweet Home' Below some wise word from Thoreau And they call me 'throwback' when I cry "Remember!" (Chorus) And son these tools are artifacts Endangered species left its tracks Lock me up behind plastic glass in the city 'Cos there's no going back for me This antique rustic's eulogy Shall be sold as folk artistry Such a pity... But I'll never understand Why they all only use those hands To build a stead that will always stand in old time country But settle for white rooms and hollow doors Paper ceilings, padded floors Luxury boxes where you're stored in what was country. (Chorus Twice)