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 t^Goday can’t hold ^Bma spade, rest i^An peace your wear^Gy trade In this ^Dworld there is no ^Aplace, such a pity ^DThe barman shakes his ^Ghead and fills my ^Bmglass Says we’r^Ae living in th^Ge past Why ^Dpreserve a dying ^Acraft and it’s misery? ^DI sigh and ^Gsay “another moder^Bmn man, One of p^Aroperty, not ^Gland” So I hold ^Dout this battered ^Ahand

Will you listen? (Chorus)

Come sit do^Dwn, we’re ^Glamenting About y^Bmesterday’s sa^Ad ending

About the ^Gwater in me ^Dwhiskey And the ^Abrass passed off as gold

Another ^Dround, we’r^Ge descending 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)

Mischief Brew - Old tyme memry