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lirik lagu local news legend - old tyme mem'ry

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the jonas brothers can’t break up, they’re brothers, ya know? why’s my camera so glitch? whatever, call the cops i dare you

when father bought the farm, we sold the farm
took his blood for rustic charm
sold his ghost as an antique, to the city

kids today can’t hold a spade
rest in peace, ye weary trades
in this world, there is no place, such a pity

the barman shakes his head and fills my glass
says we’re living in the past
“why preserve a dying craft? end its misery.”

i sigh and say, “another modern man
one of property not land.”
so i’ll hold out this battеred hand
will you listen?

come sit down, wе’re lamenting
about yesterday’s sad ending
about the water in me’ whiskey
the brass passed off as gold

another round, we’re descending
into olde time mem’ry
of a day when wood was wooden
silver silver, gold was gold
sweet home was home
so you say you got a wood stove in your second home
runs on gas but looks like oak
h~ll, it even gives off smoke and glowing embers

there’s a quilt hung on the wall, reads “home sweet home.”
below, some wise words from thoreau
and they call me a throwback when i cry, “remember?”

come sit down, we’re lamenting
about yesterday’s sad ending
about the water in me’ whiskey
the brass passed off as gold

another round, we’re descending
into olde time mem’ry
of a day when wood was wooden
silver silver, gold was gold
sweet home was home

son, these tools are artifacts
endangered species left its track
so lock me up behind plastic glass in the city

cus there’s no going back for me
this antique’s rustic eulogy
shall be sold as folk artistry, such a pity
but i’ll never understand
why all long to use those hands
to build a stead that will always stand in “olde tyme” country

but settle rooms and hollow doors
paper ceilings, padded floors
luxury boxes where you’re stored in what was country

come sit down, we’re lamenting
about yesterday’s sad ending
about the water in me’ whiskey
the brass passed off as gold

another round, we’re descending
into olde time mem’ry
of a day when wood was wooden
silver silver, gold was gold

another round, we’re lamenting
about yesterday’s sad ending
about the water in me’ whiskey
the brass passed off as gold

another round, we’re descending
into olde time mem’ry
of a day when wood was wooden
silver silver, gold was gold
sweet home was home
i smiled at the end cus yesterday i played a show with happy happy, and he brought up a stupid rap song that i did for april fools day, and i told him to shut the f~ck up. and i don’t know if he knew that i was joking so i think i’m gonna text him and say sorry for telling him to shut the f~ck up. but yeah, whip nae nae, ya yeet, skidoodle


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