shane smith & the saints – book of joe lyrics
can you remember, brother?
the good old days, in a cotton haze
i can still see mother, crying over daddy’s grave
she said, oh+oh+oh
and i can hear the old man say
pick up the slack, it don’t go that way
you will learn in this life
it’s a rich man’s war and it’s a poor man’s fight
’cause momma spoke czech, and she couldn’t read or write
so we worked the farm and played dances on the side
’cause i could pick a guitar enough to get by
and ed could saw the fiddle
he’d make the people dance like fire
remember brother
the good old days
the good old days
when i could hear the old man say
pick up the slack, it don’t go that way
you will learn in this life
it’s a rich man’s war and it’s a poor man’s fight
whoa. whoa
can you remember, brother?
the good old days
the good old days
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