The Old Days Lyrics

In lean years there was plenty, even when we didn't have enough

We all worked til sundown; we were sweating when that ole sun came up

When it rained we were glad, and when it didn't we were sad

But we always gave thanks for our meal

There was bread on our plate, even if it was late

And there was never a reason to steal

I miss the old days when we didn't have new ways

Of keeping us happy when life wasn't what it should be

I miss the old days when people could find ways

Of fighting and mending without losing your friends

When we first came to Texas, there was nothing for miles but dirt

So we busted that old clay until everything hurt

In the daylight we planted, and by the moon we were granted

The fruits of our sweat and our tears

For all of our work, we were poor as the dirt

But we were happy even when we were still

I miss the old days when we didn't have new ways

Of keeping us happy when life wasn't what it should be

I miss the old days when people could find ways

Of fighting and mending without losing your friends

Of fighting and mending without losing your friends